Franklin Institute - Part 2

Enter my humble abode in Mongolia, said Genghis, 1162 to 1227.

Genghis Khan (/ˈɡɛŋɡɪs ˈkɑːn/ or /ˈdʒɛŋɡɪs ˈkɑːn/;^[4][5] Mongol: [tʃiŋɡɪs xaːŋ] ( listen); c. 1162 – 18 August 1227), born Temüjin, was the founder and Great Khan (emperor) of the Mongol Empire, which became the largest contiguous empire in history after his demise.
He came to power by uniting many of the nomadic tribes of Northeast Asia. After founding the Mongol Empire and being proclaimed "Genghis Khan," he started the Mongol invasions that resulted in the conquest of most of Eurasia. These included raids or invasions of the Kara-Khitan Khanate, Caucasus, Khwarezmid Empire, Western Xia and Jin dynasties. These campaigns were often accompanied by wholesale massacres of the civilian populations – especially in the Khwarezmian and Xia controlled lands. By the end of his life, the Mongol Empire occupied a substantial portion of Central Asia and China.

Gosh, I sure loved fighting and especially the "wholesale massacres of civilian populations" Wiki writes about above.

 There's meaning in the lamps above, but, heck, I died so long ago I can't remember.

 Above is a folding chair.

On the tiled floor of the museum are maps

 Below is a special kind of grave stone. They don't know where I'm buried, said Genghis, our little secret so a riot will not ensue.

 Musical instruments. Yes, we had our own Bobby Zimmermans and Neil Youngs.

 Nice warm mukluks.

 More chotchkas.

Many of these are au currant with the Khan, but were not produced by his people.

Pardon, this is the folding chair.

SUTRA - collection of aphorisms

Exit

Hey, thanks for letting us touch this meteorite that landed in Arizona, right Scott?

 Mayan clock

 I bought a couple of notecards here.

Just sent out my first one this morning. In memory of Norman Jordan, to his widow Brucella, at the AAAHA in West Virginia. African-American Family Tree Museum. Dead at 76 from lung cancer.

Big ole church on our way home from the Franklin Museum. When I was a student at Hahnemann, getting my MGPGP degree, I'd walk around downtown and explore.

 Streets were well cared for in this tourist town.

Asia on the Parkway is the name of our restaurant.

The food was terrible.

 By golly, I'm wearing the same shirt now.

 Packard Building, colorful ceiling you can't see.

 New SEPTA train.

A good mother sat in front of us. She didn't keep telling her kids to keep quiet.

What if Scott said, Ruthie, hush up!