Canadian Museum for Human Rights
They may call Chicago the Windy City but I’ve been there and it has nothing on Winnipeg. It has been cold, wet, and really windy ever since I got here. I spent the morning and part of the afternoon sight-seeing and making up for a bit of a debacle yesterday with the Canadian Museum For Human Rights but there was a constant smur when it wasn’t out and out raining and my biggest beef with Winnipeg has to be its parking. Everything is pay parking and often it won’t take your card or your cash but wants you to use a phone app. Pity the people who don’t have a phone.
So yesterday’s debacle. Everything was fine when I started out. I went to the basilica which I wrote about yesterday, took lots of pictures, and found a map of Winnipeg in a pamphlet of a walking tour of all the main sights in the downtown area. The basilica was the only place I was able to find a map. Then I put in the name of the museum I wanted to go to. Mistake! I should have put in the address because my GPS took me to a government building where the planning team for the museum had their offices on the 4th floor for two years. I didn’t realize it until after I’d parked. Hmm. . . parking!
The parking lot I had hoped to park in proved to be completely reserved parking. On the street, I found a spot and went to the parking — I don’t even know what you call it, one of those posts with a metal box on it where you’re supposed to type in your licence plate number — only to find that it wouldn’t let me type in my licence plate number but wanted me to use a phone app. It took me 15 minutes to download the app, put in my information, add the number on the booth, take a picture of my car, and get my ticket. In and out of the car, in the rain, putting it all in. Then, I find I’m about 3 blocks from the museum. Inside, I shot a little video (18 sec) and had no juice left on my phone which is my watch and was supposed to notify me when my parking time was almost up! I only saw the second level of the museum and was impressed with what I saw so decided to come again today.
Using my map, I decided to park in the parkade positioned between The Forks (an indoor riverfront market area) and the museum. Again, a parking machine that took all my information, did not take AmEx or debit, wouldn’t give change, and wanted me to use a different app to pay. All I had were $20s for $8. worth of parking. Fourth person I found had change for my 20. The machine had timed out. Of course. Put in all my information again and it wouldn’t take my money. Wouldn’t take 5s, wouldn’t take my ten. Moved my car to a spot right beside The Forks. Input all my info again and it wouldn’t take my money either. A man came along and we discussed the problem. He was going to have to pay also, so he used his Master Card and I paid him. He even gave me change.
The Forks was a bit disappointing. The restaurants were all open but lots of shops were closed (I guess I was a bit early) or empty. Lots of fast food stops and a bit Smitty’s Pancake House but I had a great buffet breakfast included in my motel fee so I wasn’t hungry. I felt the shops that were open were kind of expensive tourist traps and didn’t really see anything special. So I headed over to the museum for day 2.
3D rendering of winning youth photo
Today I went through the National Human Rights Photography exhibit called Points of View first. It is on the main level and is divided into four themes: Freedom of Expression, Reconciliation, Human Rights and the Environment, and Inclusion and Diversity. There was information about the judges (this was a contest) and the winners in each section were highlighted as well as having their photos rendered in 3D representations on a low podium display where blind people could “feel” the photo. I was impressed with the way every video presentation included a sign language interpretation in the bottom corner.
I’ll write more about the museum tomorrow and talk about the permanent exhibits. Before I went to The Forks, I drove past the Manitoba Legislature where there was — you guessed it — permit parking only. I got some good photos of the building and the grounds but never got out of the car. Tomorrow, on to Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan!