The Peabody was the site of much of my childhood: we used to go quite often, but I've only been once since I've been adult enough to have the patience to read things and the like. But I was once one of those gizillions of excited children running around the Great Hall of Dinosaurs. The other favored exhibit was the rocks that glow under the I think black light up on the third floor.

But once again we have swapped locations almost perfectly: I just got back to Brandeis.

An off topic question- do you know of a good book or two on Norse mythology, for someone who doesn't know much about it yet? My sister was asking me, and I couldn't think of someone else to ask.