Then we drove and drove and drove.
I can sum up our day with one word and that word is "long". We started decently early and got loaded up and into the car with the ambitions of making it to the Ark Encounter.
We left Missouri. We drove through Illinois, Indiana and finally came to Kentucky.
We located the campsite Mom had picked out for us and it was pleasantly placed in the middle of nowhere since it was a state park, but it was very nice.
Then came the excitement of our day. When most people are winding downing, tucking in, closing up, we pulled out of the campground headed for the Ark Encounter.
Apparently, it closed at 12:00 am and we arrived at 10:30 pm. We had three floors of the newly opened ark to visit and we had 1 and a half hours to do so. The empty shuttle bus drove us over to the ark. It was empty because no one else was crazy enough to try that.
We got in and raced up the ramps to the first floor. The ark is 10 stories tall and three floors. We thought we were going in conquering ten floors so we started a little fast, but somewhere someone informed us that it was only three floors so we slowed down and took our time on the way back down.
Two interesting things:
1. We had just missed my Mother's Cousin Bill. Cousin Bill had been there the day before us.
2. A man told us that it was the seventh day that it had been open and earlier there had been a rainbow (possibly rainbows) over the ark.
Here are some of the neat things we encountered in the museum.
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Looking down through the ark.
The ark.
Model of the ark.
An Exhibit in the ark.
An Animal Exhibit in the ark.
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The whole thing was an amazing experience and we made it through in ample enough time. We had to wait on the bus for the stragglers.
We made it back to the campground, took a quick shower and rolled into bed.
Until Next Time,
Katherine Rose
I guess Noah's wives could have explained all the differences, but I think Noah's kids could have been very different from one other, too--unless they were identical triplets (I always wondered how he could have become the father of three in the same year).
ReplyDeleteToday, there are "breeds" of people we consider races. Back then, all people might have been like "mutts" with all possible alleles in a giant gene pool.
In my family today, I have a brown-eyed daughter, a hazel-eyed daughter, and a blue-gray-eyed daughter, but their skin is white because our gene pool contains no brown skin alleles.
But in a pre-Flood, pre-Babel family, there might have been a son with the wiry black hair we associate with African-Americans today, but maybe it was blond, and he had green eyes, but they looked the way we think of Oriental people's eyes looking, and the olive skin we associate with Italians. The other sons may have been another mixture.
Nowadays in America, there are more "mixed-raced" children, and you can see features of both "races" in an uncommon mixture. They are very beautiful, I think.
We truly are all one race: the human race.
Very true. It's always so interesting when we consider what could have happened, but I guess we'll never know. I suppose that might be what makes the guessing part so much fun.
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming on and leaving a comment I always appreciate them!
-Meredith