What famous thing surprised you when you saw it in person?

A. I opened this thread to say this : but too late and now I have to “third” the Hope Diamond. THAT is one of the largest diamonds on earth? I thought. To be fair I think TV and movies with Pirate booty etc. gave me an unrealistic idea of the size of gemstones – but really it was *WAY * smaller than I expected.

B. The hole in the Pentagon after 9-11 in early 2002 shocked at least 3 people I know of including me (This was after repair had started and debris removed) “up close” 100’s of yards away it was much larger than it looked on TV.

Oh, you are right about The Wall. I didn’t expect it to be just tucked along side the Lincoln Memorial. So I just nonchalantly wander over. There were just so many names. You don’t realize how many until you stand there and read them. -Heart breaking.

Carlsbad Caverns. I’ve been to caves, but nothing like this. We got there at dusk and just drove up on a whim. We heard this mechanical hum all the way, getting louder and louder. We followed some people and got to an amphitheatre. The hum was so incredibly loud you could feel it. It was the bats. I knew there were bats here but this was unbelievable. Millions upon millions of bats zooming out of the cave into the sunset. We sat there for 2 hours, just marveling at the never ending onslaught of bats.

But **Plymouth Rock ** was just sad. Just this rock, about the size of a good chair, on the beach under a little dome. Who’da thunk something that looms so large in the American Mythos is just this rock on the beach?

I’ve always lived a (long) walk away from the Golden Gate Bridge, but every time I approach it, either on my way north to Santa Rosa or if I go down to Fort Point, it blows me away. The Bay Bridge is quite impressive, as well, but aside from SF’s Embarcadero, it doesn’t lend itself to vantage points as well.

I remember when I first saw Hollywood. I was in high school with my friend’s family, and we were driving along Hollywood Blvd. I was looking around and I thought, “this must be the dingier area a few miles away from the nice, fancy parts of Hollywood.” A block after that thought, I looked out the window at Mann’s Chinese Theater.

A few things…

The Washington Monument – Reading guidebooks and such, I wasn’t sure if they still allowed visitors up to the top anymore. On one of my trips (I lived about a three-hour drive away, so I went to D.C. as often as I could) I went to the monument and I found out it was still open but they had already closed the line for the day. One of the rangers told me that they used to let people climb the stairs, but the only way to see them now was to go on one of the special tours, and those were only twice a day on weekends. So the next weekend I drove down again, and when I got there it was only about 5 minutes until the tour was going to start, so I figured it would probably be full. Not so. I asked around and I was the only person there who wanted to see the stairs. But the rangers asked around a little and found a family that was willing to take the stairs back down if they didn’t have to wait in the long line for the elevator. So we go up in the elevator, have a few minutes to check out the view, and then the ranger unlocks the door for the stairway back down to the ground. It goes down like a spiral staircase, but in a square around the elevator shaft. And for most of the way, there’s not much to see. But the reason there’s a tour is the commemorative carved stones that were donated by various groups to help fund the construction of the monument. I think the first was from Alaska, which wasn’t even a state at the time (and remember we’re going down, so they get older as you go), and then there are stones from most of the states and other groups like fire departments and such, some of them with ornate, bas relief carvings on them. It was fantastic. If you only go to the Washington Monument for the view from the top, it’s disappointing, but the monument itself is fascinating. And I was disappointed that I was the only one who really went out of his way to see that.

Arlington Cemetery – They have to do a bit of a balancing act between being a tourist attraction and a dignified cemetery. And it’s pretty big, so there’s an office at the front where they can look up the location of any person who’s buring there; and there are maps to find the really famous sites (John F. Kennedy’s grave, Tomb of the Unknowns, etc.). I was looking for Gus Grissom’s grave, which wasn’t on the map. Someone at the desk showed me where it was, within a small area, and I went to find it. You’ve seen the pictures of the perfect rows of identical gravestones, but the older part of the cemetery has all sorts of different markers. I got to the area and had to look around a bit, but I found it, No special monument, just the standard headstone; buried right next to Roger Chaffee who also died in the Apollo 1 fire. It seemed oddly low-key for someone who was such a hero at one point.

Naval Air Station, Lakehurst, New Jersey – The site of the Hindenburg disaster. It’s still a working, active duty Navy base, so I doubt you could get in with the tighter security these days. When I went, the guard at the gatehouse gave me directions and I found a big, empty field (kind of gravelly on decades-old concrete) with a long, flat stone marker at a pole about 10 feet high. And not another person in sight. (That seems to be a theme here, doesn’t it?) There’s no interpretive center and gift shop selling “Oh, the humanity!” t-shirts. For something everybody knows about and has seen film of, the actual site seems to be almost forgotten. The hangars are still there, and judging from them you can tell the zeppelins must have been freakin’ huge.

The Louvre – I was just there in November. The Mona Lisa is marked pretty well on the museum map, and as you get close there’s a section of the gallery roped off to control the line (not a problem when I was there), turn the corner and there it is against the far wall, recessed behind glass. You can’t miss it for the crowd of people around it. And not only are people taking picture that won’t turn out, but some of the cameras use a reddish light, or even a grid, to control the auto-focus, so they’re ruining the view for the rest of us, too. That just struck me as one of the rudest things I’ve ever seen. At the Venus de Milo, groups would come and each one would hand his camera to another and stand in front of the statue to have his picture taken with it. How can you stand in front of one of the world’s great artworks and turn your back on it? It disappointed me to see people come from thousands of miles just for a souvenir to prove they’d been there, and not to get anything for themselves out of the experience.

The Berlin Wall (what’s left of it, anyway) – I was in college when the wall came down, and youth and distance can make something seem not as serious as it really is. But standing in a place that was legitimately called the Death Zone can really drive things home.

The Cathedral of Ulm – In America, it seems like all anything that’s remotely interesting or difficult to get through is closed off. If the Pyramids were here, they’d have a visitors center with pictures of the inner chambers, but they’d never let you go inside them. So it amazes me the number of churches and cathedrals in Europe where you can climb the towers or go through the catacombs. But beyond that, the cathedral in Ulm is the tallest in the world, and inside the tower I was amazed at how much empty space there was. I always thought of cathedrals as being these great masses of solid stone, with just enough space in the tower for a cramped stairwell and some huge bells. But climbing the one in Ulm, there’s a section about halfway up that’s totally empty. There are massive pillars at the corners (two of which are hollowed out for spiral stairways), and huge, gothic, filligree stonework walls, and nothing inside. It’s like a box 50 feet on a side and 100 feet tall, but the scale of it all, especially once you’re on top, almost feels like tinkertoys. Above that is where the roof starts to come to a peak, and there’s a spiral staircase in the center buttressed against the sloping walls. Climbing that is not for the faint of heart. I did make it to the top, and the balcony runs around near the peak of the roof, about 10 feet square and 450 feet high.

The Nurburgring – There’s a modern Formula 1 track there, but they’ve kept the original course, which is about 14 miles twisting throught the hills of western Germany. And it’s open to the public. I was there in November, the last open weekend of the year, and the place was practically deserted. There’s a little ticket office, a parking area and a snack bar, and about 7 or 8 other cars around and that was it. It just seemed awfully subdued for one of the absolute meccas of auto racing history. (It’s probably more crowded and festive during the summer.) Driving it was amazing, though.

WW1 Battlefields and Cemeteries. We took a trip with school to the battlefields and cemeteries of WW1 in northern France as part of our history GCSE. I, somewhat naively, never imagined that the cemeteries would be so big. They literally went on and on for as far as the eye could see in some places. The craters caused by mortars and other munitions are also massive.

Niagara Falls is huge. It boggled my mind.

I agree. Even after living here for a few years, it still takes my breath away.

I’m not very well-traveled, but here are some places in my area:

The Space Needle - It’s not that big. For some reason I thought it was going to be huge, and the size really threw me. I was disappointed at first, but now I appreciate it for another reason. By itself, the needle is nothing special, but the impressive thing is how it fits in with the rest of the downtown Seattle skyline. It provides an endless amount of Kodak moments.

Pike Place Market, Seattle, Wa - I don’t know why I don’t like it. I can’t say that I was really disappointed, as I didn’t know what to expect. I’m almost afraid of it. I’ve only been there twice: once when I was there for the first initial visit, and one other time when my mom was in town. I think its all the tourists…good God. It’s especially frightening during the summer. Then again, so is the waterfront in general. I don’t know, maybe it will grow on me.

The Fremont troll in Seattle - That thing is so cool! It’s not swamped with tourists, and its in one of my favorite areas of Seattle (Fremont). I never really heard of it until I moved here, but it was totally worth the trouble of finding it. Just so you know, its NOT under the Fremont Bridge (as it is often called “The Fremont Bridge Troll”), but under the Aurora Avenue Bridge. Man, did I feel stupid after finding that out. Plus, Gas Works Park isn’t far away.

I was born and raised in Las Vegas and because of that the Strip was always natural looking to me. So we move to Kansas City when I was fourteen and I returned to Vegas for the first time for a week about a year and a half ago after being away for seven years. I had forgotten how gaudy it was and how ugly the Strip looks during the day. Freemont Street was neat, though.

I also had forgotten how wonderful the mountains are, and how beautiful they (and the desert) are when you’re away from the smog. I like trees, but I will always miss the mountains.

I grew up in Utah and spent a lot of time in Southern Utah with my grandparents at their ranch in Bryce Canyon country.

I don’t think many tourists make it to these sites, but they are definetly worth a visit and are equal to sights like the Grand Canyon in their own ways:

Kodachrome National Park (red rock and massive cliffs)
Arches National Monument (same, with wind-formed arches)
Capitol Reef National Park (all of the above with yellow, ochre and purple rock)
The Henry Mountains
Hell’s Backbone Crossing
Dead Horse Point (one of the world’s most unbelievably wonderful scenic vantage points! Google it)

The Leaning Tower of Pisa – the first time I saw it, my first thought was “whoa, that bad boy is REALLY leaning, they weren’t kidding!” I know you are thinking “um, how big of a surprise could that have been, given the name and all?” but it was surprising. I guess I didn’t realize how tall it is, it looks extremely heavy and like it might fall over at any minute.

After the initial surprise, I had another surprise when I went up in the tower (the first times I was there, you were allowed to climb it, the last few times, it was off-limits, I don’t know what’s going on with that now). When you’re in it, it seems to be leaning even more. “Hey, this tower is REALLY REALLY leaning!” I felt like a goldfish, every eight seconds I was completely surprised by that fact.

Niagara Falls – I grew up near Niagara Falls, thus the only times I’ve been there have been when visitors come to the area, and we have to take them to see the Falls. And every time, I cop this bored attitude, ho hum, another tourist jaunt out to Niagara. But then, when I see the Falls, I’m amazed all over again. You would think I had never seen them before.

Gateway Arch – are we supposed to be calling it the Jefferson Arch now? Anyway, like another poster mentioned, I always thought it spanned the river. When I first saw it, I was confused because it didn’t. If you are going to build a huge arch, shouldn’t it span something? But I was surprised by the size, I didn’t expect to be able to see it from so far away.

I’ll second Angkor Wat and add the Bayon, Ta Phrom and Banteay Srei. Breathtaking and awe-inspiring.

The Alps. For someone who hadn’t seen snow before, or big mountains, they were amazing. Much larger than expected. Especially the drive north from Italy.

I’ll tenth (or whatever we’re up to) Stonehenge. It was disappointing, in both size and in lack of immediacy. Couldn’t they have at least had the fence a little bit closer?

I’ll second Hiroshima. Very moving

Dachau and Auschwitz/Birkenau were very sad and moving places, too. Sad, I expected, but I didn’t expect it to be so moving and have such a big impact.

Bridge Over the River Kwai. It’s just a boring bridge. The info nearby about the camps were interesting, though.

Several museums in London. I was flabbergasted at how huge they are. You could spend days in there and still not absorb everything.

On a more local scale, the Murray and Murrumbidgee Rivers. I expected them to be much, much bigger.

Dang. Thought I was going to make it all the way through the thread without someone mentioning Pisa. I was surprised it wasn’t larger, and also surprised it’s such a tourist trap. Nothing like the postcards. It’s just a building, among lots of other buildings, in a busy downtown-ish area. It sure does lean though.

Nuclear blast crater at the Nevada Test Site. I think it was a test during the “Swords to Plowshares” program. Nuclear bombs make really big holes. Reeeally big holes.

Several of the larger, older Catholic cathedrals in Europe. I was expecting impressive size & architecture. I’m not very spiritual. But walking into a couple of those places, I felt almost literally hit with a powerful force. They don’t have to tell you it’s 1000 years old. You walk in and something hits you in the gut and you know it’s 1000 years old, there’s something here, and you feel respectful of it, whatever your beliefs.

A few years ago, I was staying with a friend in Durango, Colorado, and I drove by myself to Chaco Canyon.. It’s a UN World Heritage site with huge puebloes, some of which are over a thousand years old. The ruins are impressive, but what has stuck with me most is the atomosphere of the place. There is the lonely dignity of the desert combined with an overwhelming sense of antiquity–it just feels really, really old. You’ve got to really want to get there: the road in is a barely-there washboard nightmare going right through a Navajo reservation. But if you’re in the neighborhood and have the time, I highly recommend it.

I couldn’t agree more with this. When my family and I were driving to the Canyon we thought we HAD to be on some lost road in the middle of nowhere. You get NO indication at all that you’re near this amazing ruin. Then when you finally arrive, you feel like you’ve stepped into a history book. I fully expected Anasazi Indians to just step out of the landscape. Amazing.

And you really have to carve out time for this – there really is no, “If you’re in the neighborhood”. It’s hours from Sante Fe and Albuquerque, and there’s generally nothing in between, so make sure your gas tank is full.

This is also the first thing that came to mind when I read the thread title.

I went specifically to see it and some Van Gogh works when the MoMA exhibit was here in Houston. It was truely a WTF? moment the first time I saw it. This is it? I thought. It looks like something you’d find at a flea market for $10. A tiny reproduction of the real Dali painting. For a few fleeting seconds, I really felt cheated. I also discovered that Monet apparently didn’t like to finish half of what he painted. I was incredibly underwhelmed by the Waterlilies in person, you can tell he was almost blind by the time he got around to painting it; on the other hand works like those of Jackson Pollock and Kandinsky (sp) are much more impressive in person than they are on flat paper.

Along the line of the Dali artwork, I also expected most of Van Gogh’s works to be much larger. One of the things my high school art teacher used to chide me about was how incredibly small I like to work, then I go in to see all the works of these great masters and they are barely bigger than a normal poster. I had been fed a pack of lies!

Probably the most surprising thing, though, was the El Greco artwork I went to see at a different exhibit. These artworks always look so incredibly smooth and perfect when they’re shrunk into posters and prints and photographs. To see the individual brushstrokes and be able to almost deconstruct how the picture was actually created in your head, is at once very inspiring and humbling.

All of India shocked me. I’ve been taught not to exotisize and I’ve had so many Indian friends that I wasn’t prepared for India to completely fulfill so many of my exotic fantasies about the world. Like, I always thought cities around the world were kind of the same- pictures of Bangkok, for example, don’t really look that different than anyplace else. But Delhi was more like something out of Arabian nights than anything I’ve ever imagined. Nothing really prepared me for streets full of rickshaws, elephants (sometimes used as billboards), oxen with painted horns, sleeping cows, herds of goats, horses with tassels and bells, families traveling on camel carts, and just about anything else you can think of. India has smoky temples with strange idols, dark narrow bazaars, women in mirrored veils with enourmous noserings and heavy silver anklets, men with giant curling mustaches and spears hanging out at the train stations, flourscent green mountains terraced with rice paddies with beautiful women carrying brass pots of water balanced on their heads…I thought all those things you see in National Geographic are staged or exagerated, but it’s all really there. Of course, a lot of India is complicated and modern in it’s own way, but I was surprised at how exotic it was. Sometimes I felt like I had landed on Mars.

By contrast, I’m surprised at how developed Guatemala is. The roads are good and busses are often luxerious a/c things with snack service and bathrooms, the hotels are nice, there are things like Hooters and Blockbuster video and even the famous Zona 1 of Guate City looks like some of the more run down parts of San Francisco or Los Angeles.

Don’t give up on traveling! If you are willing to sleep in grundgy hotels and eat like a local, you can travel most of the non-European world for, like, ten dollars a day. You can do India on five dollars a day, including train tickets and hotels, if you really work at it. If you can get your hand on a cheap ticket somewhere, you can live for a long time for much much less than it takes to live at home.

Right. My wife and I came through Las Vegas in 1950. At that time there were just four big places on The Strip. *The Sands, The Last Frontier, The Flamingo, * and The Desert Inn. There were all well spaced and all but The Flamingo were well back from the road with beautifull green lawns. After miles of desert road it was really impressive.

That has been replace by a jumble of junk.

Apart from their size, what did you think of the Van Goghs themselves? I’d be very interested to know your impression of them as I’ve never seen any of Van Gogh’s work firsthand.

Really, except for being a little smaller than I expected, they looked at lot like I imagined them. The comments someone made about how 3-D they are from having the paint piled on were correct, but I’m familiar with that kind of painting already so I wasn’t really suprised to see the real thing vs. prints and photographs.

In general I tend to be more interested in the lives of artists and how they actually worked, than deconstructing their pictures, sorry I don’t really have too much to say about it. Seeing the works in person does add a certain human element to it, people tend to put a lot of artists on pedastals and elevate them to this kind of legendary status; I think Van Gogh is one of them, so it’s an interesting feeling to see the works in person… you can almost imagine them sitting there painting on it while you look at it. It is a feeling in my experience is just impossible to acheive with prints or reproductions. Meeting the artist himself by proxy.

The Dome of the Rock in Jerusalem blew me away. I have never belonged to any religion but the feeling of peace there was amazing. An incredibly beautiful place. Actually all of the old city of Jerusalem was amazing. Walking up stairs with grooves worn from millions of feet over thousands of years boggled my mind.

The Sphinx is impressive but much smaller then I imagined. The pyramids were exactly as I expected them. Huge. I saw them first at midnight with a full moon. WOW, just wow.

The Karnack temple is incredible.

Buckingham palace is not impressive at all. The V&A is though.

I’ve gotten to see some huge fountaining from the volcano (I should, I was born and raised on it just 5 km from the caldera) as well as Mauna Loa going together at the same time back in 1984. And at night the feeling it gave me was just so profound and unexpected. It was so primeval. You could just feel the dinosaurs walking out there in the dark. Years of reading the books and looking at pictures just never prepared me for that sight.

The prairie. It just goes on. You look around and can see nothing but flatness for as far as your eyes can see. Then you hop in a car and drive for 10 hours doing 85 or 90 mph and the scene never really changes. I can’t imagine how people live there. It just feels so desolate.

Westminster Abbey - I just pictured a neat old church. No, bodies everywhere! They stopped just short of hanging them from the ceiling. It took me awhile to get past that and not feel weirded out stepping on them.