Wednesday, March 31, 2010

We're going to the Zoo, zoo, zoo? How about you, you, you?

Looking back at old posts, you would think that all I do is a. travel to East Coast cities or b. have visitors from out of town here in DC. While I will admit that these are among my favorite things to do, I have seriously neglected one of my other favorite parts of my life here in DC -- volunteering at the National Zoo! (note: this post is long, but if you get to the bottom, you will be rewarded by more sloth pictures!)



I've been an "Interpreter" (the museum term for educator) in the Amazonia exhibit for the past 6 months, and have been loving every minute of it. "Interpreter" is actually a familiar term for me -- that was my job title when I was working full-time at the Franklin Institute Science Museum in philly right after college. While I didn't love that job (it wasn't the most challenging experience in the world), there are parts of it I really really miss, like teaching and interacting with the public about science and helping people to make connections to nature/science.

I realized that this was a gap in my life shortly after moving to DC, and decided to fill it by volunteering at the U.S. Botanic Garden. Although I truly LOVE the botanic garden, their focus is much more horticulture/how-to-grow-plants, and I was looking for something more ecological/how-plants-fit-into-the-bigger-picture. Anyway, it wasn't my thing, so I quickly abandoned that in search of more interactive volunteer work. I immediately thought of the Zoo, but had to wait a while until a training was taking place. Training itself was one of my favorite things about volunteering at the Zoo -- it was like being in a hybrid of Tropical Ecology and Field Bio all over again. Ed, our teacher for much of the training, and a curator?keeper? for the exhibit, is chock-full of fascinating tidbits and stories about the Amazon and its ecology.

And the exhibit itself is heaven on earth. They turned what used to be the Polar Bear exhibit into a two-leveled house of wonders. The bottom floor represents the Amazon river and contains freshwater stingrays and arapaima and lots of other wonderful fish, and the tanks are open on the second floor, which represents the Amazon rainforest itself. So you get to see all of these wonderful interactions between the birds and plants up top with the fish and turtles on the bottom -- it's kind of amazing, and there's always something interesting to talk about.

Up top, there are lots of exciting plants -- my personal favorites are the jaboticaba, the model kapok tree, and the cecropia (which makes me think of Costa Rica). I also love observing and talking about all of the canopy-level plants, like the orchids, aroids, and bromeliads -- they're a great touchstone to talk with visitors about where the biomass is in a rainforest (hint: not the soil!), and how agricultural practices influence conservation . . . amazing.



There are two monkeys (Dusky Titi monkeys), who are very active and a crowd favorite, and lots of different types of birds. I must admit, before volunteering here, I was NOT a bird person. Not anti-bird, like a camper of mine one summer who was tragically frightened of birds, just not that excited about them in general. Anyway, I love the birds in the exhibit -- there are Roseate Spoonbills (they're pink!), a White-Tailed Trogon (who I think is just the prettiest thing), Sunbitterns (they look unassuming until they feel threatened, and then they open their wings to reveal beautiful feathers), and lots of others.


And last, but very not least, there is a Two-Toed Sloth. She's very old (more than 40 years old!), and very often hidden amongst the trees (in the photo below you can sort of see her hanging out in the Mahogany tree if you look realllllly closely), so it's VERY exciting when you can see her, and I have been fortunate enough to see her a few times (see other pictures below). My favorite of her behaviors is when she climbs on the railing on top of the exhibit and scoops condensation from the ceiling to drink (sadly, I do not have a picture of it). Needless to say, one of my fellow volunteers claims he is the "Sloth Whisperer" because both of the great sightings were when he was volunteering, but all I'm saying is that I was there both of those days, too . . .



There is much more to say about the wonderfulness of volunteering at the Zoo, but I will cut myself off for now, except to say that you should visit when I'm volunteering! And I haven't even mentioned the Science Gallery! Ah me, next post . . .

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

the Bronx is up and the Battery's down - the people ride in a hole in the ground


Two weekends ago, I went on a vigorous whirlwind of an NYC visit. I got the idea to go to NY around Purim-time about a month ago, and it was what I like to call a Good Life Choice.

The weekend began with a tiny bit of stress -- there was a large snowstorm that dumped 17 inches on New York City (DC was spared, thank every available deity), and they cancelled all of the Bolt Buses after 6:30pm, so I was very worried about my 5:00pm bus. But there was no reason to be worried, and the roads were totally clear the whole way there.

I got into NYC around 9:15, and was both tired and hungry when I was done trekking to Schutz's apartment. Luckily, Mat was a genius and picked up Piopio for us to eat before I got there. It was my first Peruvian chicken experience, and it will definitely not be my last -- although Mat definitely went overboard with the ordering -- somehow he thought that the two of us could conquer a whole chicken, plantains, rice and beans, and french fries. Needless to say, we failed, but we failed while consuming an exorbitant amount of green sauce.

The next morning we gallumphed to a diner near Grand Central for a lovely brunch with Sarah K. and Jason F. (also visiting NY that weekend). Sarah and Matt S. and I had been there in December, and I got their delicious avocado-tomato-cheddar omelette and nicely crispy home fries again. We parted ways, and Mat and I adventured downtown to see if we could get tickets for Our Town at the Barrow Street Theater. When we got there, they were sold out, but told us that if we came back right before the show, we'd probably be able to get in.

Slightly discouraged, we tromped back to the street and walked around, spending the next hour doing two of my favorite things: buying books and being surrounded by cheese. The first was accomplished at a cute shop called Book Book, where we were in 7th heaven over the lovely and well-curated history section. Mat bought a book on the Romanovs and I got a new David McCullough book on the Panama Canal (plans have been made to switch when we've finished each of our purchases!). We then proceeded to Murrays' Cheese Shop, which may be the closest thing to heaven on earth outside of the Library of Congress. In fact, it was pretty much the only thing I took pictures of that weekend, so enjoy!




We ended up getting into Our Town, and I'm SO glad we did. Somehow I managed to get through 16 years of education and 13 years of theater without reading or seeing Our Town, so I came in with no expectations. According to the Times review, the set choices in the third act were particularly atypical, but I found that they really MADE the experience, and now I'm sure I'll have trouble if I see it done more traditionally. Then again, I almost always find that I like something the way I see it the first time -- it just sort of sticks in my brain, and makes it difficult for alternative interpretations to be quite as wonderful for me. Anyway, great life choice to go, and many thanks to Mat for being willing to see it twice for me.

Afterwards, we went over to Katherine C.'s, where we played with her and her roommate Scarlet (who I enjoy so much!), then went to an absolutely de-vine dinner at this Catalan restaurant that Scarlet recommended, Mercat. Best patatas bravas of my life, and the other small plates were lovely too, especially the duck and the tomatoes, oil, and garlic bread. YUM. We went back to Katherine's, played Wii (I am tragically, comically bad at Mario, and pretty good at Bowling).

After some self-motivating, we went back out to a bar even further downtown with Mat's new friend (and my old friend) Maxine S. Small world story: she and Mat are in the same section at law school, and she was in Fiddler on the Roof with me (the production I was in at Beth Or in1996). Turns out other BOFTY people were there too, which was funny and weird (I hadn't seen some of them since I was 15!).

Sunday had all the elements necessary for a perfect Sunday -- lox, bagels, and friends. Mat and I began the day at Barney Greengrass with Jonathan H. It was my first Barney Greengrass experience, and I chose the delicious bagel sandwich with the smoked salmon. It was SO difficult to choose, as I do dearly love both sable and whitefish, but lox won out in the end (as it is wont to do). Anyway, brunch was lovely, and the Jonathan and I went for a walk so I could get a half dozen of H&H bagels to take back to DC with me. I spent the afternoon at a lovely Purim Seudah at David K.'s, and got to see lovely 'Deis people, like the now-engaged (!) Adra H. and Jason L., Gavi Y. and Jason F. and Binny K., who I hadn't seen since graduation. I le
ft full of hamantashen and Brandeis love, which is truly the best way to leave New York!

A New Mix "Tape" -- the Buck Up, Bucko! mix


I've fallen in love with a new song over the past few weeks, thanks to the generous iPod sharing of one Matt S. I won't share how many times I've listened to it on repeat, because frankly, it's embarrassing. The song, in case you're wondering, is "Sing Happy," featured in Flora the Red Menace, a Kander and Ebb show I have yet to see. Take a listen here!

As ridiculous as it is that I've listened to it so much, it did inspire something absolutely wonderful: a new Rachel Mix!

For those of you unaware, Rachel Mixs' are the musical theater equivalent of a bad case of whiplash -- I dump all the songs I'm excited about at a given moment into one glorious amalgamation of ridiculous, burn it into a CD, and into my car/iPod it goes! Sometimes, I make a theme and just go with it -- like the famous Sarah K-Rachel G. collaboration "Beltin' Broadway Babes," or my recent excellent "Old Lady Songs" mix.


Anyway, this theme was inspired by the song Sing Happy. I'm calling it the "Buck Up, Bucko Mix: Songs Guaranteed to Get You Going When You're Down." It's kind of like my version of Barney Stimson's "Get Psyched" mix -- all rise. Here are the songs, in no particular order (I hate ordering songs, but love making mixes. This may explain why mixes are sometimes semi-heinous) :


Sing Happy (Flora the Red Menace)
Defying Gravity (Wicked)
Some People (Gypsy)
I Believe in You (How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying)
Big Girls Don't Cry (Jersey Boys)
Go Go Go Joseph (Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat)
Forget about the Boy (Thoroughly Modern Millie)
I Whistle a Happy Tune (The King and I)
We Need a Little Christmas (Mame)
Many a New Day (Oklahoma)
Without You (My Fair Lady)
The World Will Know (Newsies)
I Know It's Today (Shrek the Musical)
A Cock-eyed Optimist (South Pacific)
There's Gotta Be Something Better Than This (Sweet Charity)
I've Gotta Crow (Peter Pan)
Don't Rain on My Parade (Funny Girl)

Any songs I should have included but didn't? Any songs that definitely shouldn't be on there?

I'm already listening to it on repeat! Hooray!