Today we visited the Museum of the Palestinian People, a small but deeply moving museum just off 18th Street NW in Washington, DC. From the moment we entered, it was clear this space was thoughtfully curated to offer a rich and personal portrayal of Palestinian culture, history, and identity—something rarely given such a platform in the United States.
We joined a guided tour, which added a great deal of depth to the experience. Our guide was passionate and knowledgeable, walking us through the permanent exhibits with a focus on how the Palestinian story is told through art, artifacts, oral histories, and personal narratives. The tour began with ancient history and moved through centuries of cultural contribution, touching on language, architecture, and agricultural traditions.
We then moved into the more modern sections, where the exhibits shift in tone to reflect the colonial period, displacement, and resistance. The tour also highlighted the contemporary contributions of Palestinians around the world in art, science, and activism. There were pieces by Palestinian-American artists, poetry installations, and even interactive digital exhibits where we could listen to personal testimonies. It felt like a living, breathing record of a people who have managed to preserve their culture and humanity despite ongoing struggle.
One section focused on diaspora communities and how they continue to engage with and express their identity in exile.
What made this museum stand out was not just the historical content, but the sense of dignity and resilience that ran through every exhibit. The tone was not angry or didactic, but determined and humanizing. It was a powerful reminder that history is not only written in textbooks but lives in people’s stories.
Visiting the Museum of the Palestinian People was both an educational and emotional experience. It left us with a deeper appreciation for a culture often misunderstood or misrepresented. More than anything, it made me want to listen more—to stories, voices, and histories we don’t always hear.
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A Day in and Around Stowe, VT
Our morning in Stowe began quietly, with an early walk for Lucky. To my surprise, the motel was nestled right next to a large pond, its surface still and misty in the morning light. Lucky and I followed the road that circled around the water, the quiet broken only by birdsong and the sound of
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A Day of Travel: Albany to Stowe via Shelburne and Burlington
We set out from our Airbnb in Albany around 9:30 a.m., ready for the drive north to Vermont. The morning was smooth, with one necessary stop along the way to charge the car. By about 12:30 p.m., we rolled into the Shelburne Museum in Shelburne, VT. The museum turned out to be a fascinating and
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A Day in Hudson and Olana
We set out for a day trip from Albany, heading south to explore Hudson, NY and Olana, the historic home of artist Frederic Edwin Church. Hudson welcomed us with its charming main street, lined with boutique shops, galleries, and old brick buildings full of character. We strolled along at an easy pace, enjoying the mix