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Imagine Woodstock without the sex or drugs, but with a rockin' cafeteria.  Well, that's the new Woodstock 60's museum at Bethel Woods in a nutshell.  There's no permissiveness, it's totally clean and instead of having to call in the National Guard, I am told I'd need to ring up the PR department to see if I can be allowed to take any pictures inside the museum.  

Here's a one-minute video mix of our entire museum experience, albeit without any of the actual museum because they told me not to take photos or video and I am a good girl. 

Ah well.  The best part of the museum for Hugo was a painted bus you can sit in to watch a video.  I didn't watch the video and neither did my babe.  He was just so excited to get to sit in the driver's seat of a REAL BUS and turn the wheel and finger the non-working yet thrilling 8-track deck. Of course, he had a 10-second crank when I told him we had to leave to bus at some point before sundown and a 30-second meltdown when we really had to say sayonara to the bus.

The best part of the museum for me was the lunch I enjoyed afterwards in the sunshine that was from the aforementioned cafeteria.  Actually I enjoyed it for about a nanosecond until Hugo deployed some sort of massively powerful baby traction beam that locked onto and sucked away my entire quiche.  As his quiche-ectomy on me was after he had downed the sandwich and berries I had packed for him, I was mighty impressed.

Since you didn't ask, in general, I think the museum was absurd.  But there were all these conservative-looking oldies in bermuda shorts who were hushed and reverential and even a few totally loving it in an over-the-top way.  For some of them, it was as if they'd never heard of the 60's after it happened which is only possible if you've been locked in a basement by a psycho Austrian for the past few decades.  But no, there were two attractive but weathered middle-aged blondes who were freaking out over every song they could listen to on the headphones and every clip they played of Camelot.  How nice for them.

Am I jealous?  Hells yeah!  My generation is sandwiched in between the Boomers and the dang Millennials and we are the size of a flea fart.  Aint no one making a museum for us.

Phoo. 

Anyway, I love the geographical area the museum/performing arts center is in so I want it to succeed, even if I'm still not over the fact that you can't pack a picnic to listen to a concert on their lawn or take pics in the museum, etc. etc. 

PS For more on Bethel Woods my man wrote an excellent article about the opening concert we attended in 2006.