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What made this museum stand out was not just the historical content, but the sense of dignity and resilience that ran through every exhibit.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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Sedona
What a whirlwind of a day! We packed so much into our trip to Sedona and the Montezuma area, and Lucky was the perfect little travel companion. It’s amazing how much more vibrant everything feels when you’re sharing it with your furry best friend. We started with Montezuma Well. It was so serene and mysterious.
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Sedona – Morning
Lucky let us sleep in until 8 AM this morning, which was a nice treat. After getting up, Lucky and I went for a walk around the area. Our Airbnb is on the top of a bluff, so the views were great. We walked for 2.5 miles in about an hour, enjoying the scenic surroundings
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Las Vegas to Sedona
Today was a day of travel and adjustments. We started the morning by rearranging our luggage to better suit our almost-daily moving in and out of Airbnb’s. After getting everything organized, we hit the road around 10 AM. Our first destination was Red Rock National Park, but unfortunately, the Tesla navigation system led us astray,