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Titanic: Vegas

Even though I feel horrible, I've been continuing to do things. Yesterday, after eating breakfast, I went to the Titanic exhibit. It was amazing! I have been in love with everything Titanic since an early age (what is it about a sinking death ship that makes people so enthralled?), seeing all the artifacts and hearing the history was fantastic. What I got out of a lot of the stories was that the majority of people aboard that Titanic weren't supposed to be on it anyway. There was a strike that re-routed a lot of passengers who were destined for America on other ships, to the Titanic. What a stroke of shite luck?!



Also, with few people in the exhibit, I was able to really experience it. There were rooms that were re-created to look like the Titanic. The first was a hallway that was supposed to be from third class and a door opening to a third class room. Then onto second and first class where there was a re-make of the grand staircase. It took my breath away. And a first class room which was much nicer then third class.



My favorite however was the promenade. I walked out of one door into a night scene on the promenade. There were twinkling stars and the sound of the ocean. A bench looking out at the stars. From the door, the walkway seemed to go on forever with the help of mirrors on each side of the room. Lights were glowing from inside the "ship" and the sound of beautiful music was calling me back inside. I was in this place for about 5 minutes alone, able to pretend I was at sea with the White Star Line. Soon, however, the sound of the music coming from "inside" drew me back in through a door on the opposite side of the room and back to reality.



At the the beginning of the tour, you are given a boarding pass which you are to carry with you until the end. At the end you check your name on the large list of survivors. I had one "Millvina Dean" who was just 9 weeks old at the time the Titanic took off. I was a bit upset thinking, this is not a fun story! This infant did not even know they were aboard and probably did survive but as I was reading stories of those who had survived and discovered that the story of most importance happened to be my little girl! Millvina Dean was the last surviving member of the Titanic tragedy who died in May of 2009 in England. Her story was interesting. She did not want to be "the girl who survived the Titanic" and spent many years ignoring this fact until she realized what an honor it was and went to many conferences to tell her story.

The Titanic exhibition was perfection and I did not want it to end.

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