On Saturday I went to the Getty with Nathan. Southern California had been a couple of days into a wintry rainstorm, but the formidable weather was more of a reason than a deterrent for us to head up to Los Angeles. As the museum's tram ascended the hill on which the center sits, we forgot about the world as it disappeared and we were swallowed into the clouds. The place was hauntingly empty. The rain did not let up and the misty clouds that nestled around the museum and dark sky gave such a familiar place a strange, foreign atmosphere. We saw some incredible exhibits (this one was stunning), enjoyed a delicious late lunch, and finished the day driving through a festively decorated Beverly Hills and up Sunset to Guitar Center, capping the cold day off with hot pizzas at Cheebo.
I'm not selfish enough to keep this a secret...the Getty Center is best experienced on a rainy day. So come the next rainy Saturday...take my advice and do what you need to do... You'll have the best day.