All good things must come to an end

A tour through time

Today I jumped back on a tour bus for a trip to the Islamic Culture and Art Museum. The museum alone should be considered a masterpiece. The building is amazing with fountains of cool water gushing and rushing everywhere. Inside, you'll find works of art dating as far back as the 6th century. Back home, something a little more than 200 years old is considered "old." Here, you could find something that old at the local flee market.

This isn't an art museum full of dusty old boring paintings. On display were painted plates, vases, jewelry, rugs and door panels; things people actually used hundreds of years ago. I wonder what conversations these objects listened to, what events they witnessed over the centuries? If only they could talk.