One of the places that she went to which I purposely avoided however, was The Cloisters in Washington Heights - a museum composed of five French cloisters, which were disassembled in France before being shipped to New York where they were rebuilt to house the Met's medieval arts and artifacts (seriously, who comes up with an idea like that?).
Anyway, the reason I never went is that I hate everything medieval. Hate it, hate it, hate it. It makes me feel depressed, anxious and as if I'm supposed to die any minute, and when I finally caved in and went there with Johan the other day, I actually left the museum gallery and sought refuge in the gorgeous courtyard, as I found it seriously hard to breathe in there. Johan thought I was silly, but I'm sure there are many out there who feel exactly the same about the 5th to 15th century. Right?