So I brought them to Meow Wolf. Inside Meow Wolf is a HUGE installation called The House of Eternal Return. The whole thing is an interactive experience the likes of... well, nothing I've ever experienced.
Well, I experienced something a little like it in 1986 and 1987.
But this house, this old Victorian with openings to other dimensions and worlds, has more story, backstory and a backstory to the story that becomes mythology. I spent a good 5 hours in there, and although I got a gist of the contemporary story and the mythology, I could only scratch the surface of the depth of information.
Newspapers with stories relating to the events surrounding the mystery of the house were in the living areas of the house itself. Clues to supernatural and extraterrestrial events abound. Some clues were in the house itself. Some on the computers, some accessible through the website thecharter.org
Throughout the building are small areas where you can listen to the origin of all this... something dating back to the beginning of time, at least in the context of this imaginary multiverse.
There are much better photos on the instagram account for Meow Wolf: https://www.instagram.com/meow__wolf/, but here are a few of mine, mostly from the alternate worlds beyond the house itself. Oh, and this first one, outside Meow Wolf, of the girls.... since it IS their birthday and all.
inside the multiverse:
While I enjoyed taking photos, I quickly put my camera away and became absorbed in the stories going on around me.
Some of the areas seemed challenging to get to. Ladders, crawling through fireplaces, etc. But there were often alternate ways to get to everywhere in the exhibit. The exhibit was not wheel chair accessible, and much of the charm was finding that narrow passage behind the blind curve, or walking over the uneven surface of a spongy, undersea landscape to get to an overstuffed sofa and the closet under the stairs.
One of the most important aspects of the House of Eternal Return was that it relied very heavily on the shared experiences of the visitors. At one point I came upon a couple who were relaxing in what, as it turned out, was the trailer of the man who cracked open time space and stole beaches and whole suns from other universes to open what amounted to his own personal interdimensional travel agency. They were bored, and didn't understand why it took them so long to build the exhibit, or why people were so enthralled. They'd brushed aside the books and letters on the table, and had no clue that they were clues to the story.
So I said, "are you following any of the story at all?" and they said "there's a STORY?" So I took them to listening station #1, and I told them about the narratives on thecharter.org. Last I saw they were rushing around with the rest of us probing into everything.
I spent over 5 hours there, which is a heck of a lot longer than I'd have spent at a movie. Tickets were $15 for an adult New Mexican, and $13 for seniors (Georgia joined us about half way in). All in all (because at movie theaters we all hit the snack bar) we spent LESS than we would have for a night at the movies, and had a more interesting and rich experience (which isn't over yet, I'm still reading online narratives) and YES, there is food in the lobby (snacks, but there's a great food truck parked outside) and a small gift shop, where Tay gleefully purchased a glow-in-the-dark t-shirt.
Now, as I continue to delve more deeply into the story, my only concern with the day was the fact that I'd brought twins back into the Pastore house...