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My journey to the National Museum of roller-skating was unusually rough. When I first drove past the museum, I noticed there was a parking lot in the back. I pulled in and parked. I did not think anything of this until I walked in and a saw a sign that said parking permit required. I realized that the lot was for the apartments next to the museum. This made me upset because there was nowhere else to park the car. So I then preceded to park on a side street a couple of blocks away. When I finally got into the building, it was a giant room filled with cubicles. I thought to myself, “Is this the right place? Did Mr. Ware give us a legitimate place to go?” I finally saw signs on the ceiling that read “Museum this way.” After following about five of those signs, I finally made it to the museum. The museum itself was just one room filled with glass cases. Inside these cases were roller skates and costumes from famous roller skaters such as Tara Lipinski. The cases also displayed old photographs of everyday people and their roller skates. It was interesting to see people from the eighteen hundreds in their suits and dresses wearing roller skates. The most interesting thing of the museum was the roller soccer team. This was fascinating because I have never heard of this before. I did not know it was possible to even play soccer while wearing roller skates. These things were interesting in all, but the place was dead quiet. The only noise that could be herd was the copy machines. This made the whole experience unpleasant. As I was leaving the museum I finally saw someone in the building. They just gave me a blank stare and kept walking. This was very weird. I felt like I was not supposed to be there because he did not say a word to me. The whole place was very strange. I do not think I will ever go back even though the museum itself had interesting memorabilia.