Don’t go to Bodies hungry

So I finally found a friend morbid enough to join me at The Sixth Sense Exhibit (“Now without skin”). What a challenge. We bought the 4:00 pm tickets. It took about 25 minutes to drive from Cumming to downtown Atlanta, about an hour for the last two miles of the drive, and I won’t talk about how long it took to park lest someone turn this post into a country song.

Add to that I never eat breakfast, skipped lunch because I was running late, and it took over an hour of waiting in line outside in the cold, uphill, both ways…point is, I was hungry by 6:30 when we finally made it inside the exhibit. As a result, I was less concerned about how naked and anatomically correct all these men are that donated their bodies to, uhmmm, science? Instead I noticed how much it looked like skeletons covered in steaks. So for those of you keeping track at home, you can now add “cannibalism” to the list of everything that’s wrong with me. No, I didn’t actually eat anyone, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit the thought crossed my mind. And yes, I did order steak when we finally got to the restaurant afterwards.

~ by Daniel Koster on February 17, 2009.