As mentioned, we took the boys down to the San Diego Natural History Museum to see the Titanic Exhibit. It was really crowded but a lot of fun. We were each given a souvenir White Star Line “ticket” with the name of an actual passenger on it. I was in 3rd class, but the rest of my family was in 2nd. Standard.
Most of the items on display were dishes and light fixtures and other small items, but there were a couple of larger pieces, including a piece of the assembly that connected the steam piston rods to the crankshaft; it was huge. I’m not really a Titanic enthusiast, but the entire exhibit was sobering and fascinating. I think one of the things that interests people about the Titanic disaster is that there were so many things that went wrong that could have been avoided. It was a deadly combination of human arrogance, bad luck, and seemingly harmless but ultimately disastrous decisions.
At the end of the exhibit there was a list of all the crew and passengers, sorted by class, and whether they lived or died. My 3rd class immigrant survived. My older son’s 2nd class gentleman didn’t, so we switched. Standard.
After the exhibit we toured the rest of the museum, looking at the fossils of dinosaurs and other prehistoric animals. There was a huge fossil of a mastodon that I pointed out to my older son, and asked him what he’d do if that thing were chasing him. He calmly looked at the teeth in the massive jaw and informed me that it was a plant eater; no big deal.
A good day.