The Titanic Museum was one of my favorite stops of the Branson Railway Tour I went on.
When the hotel told me they were right near the Titanic Museum, I assumed we were in the vicinity, maybe a block or two away. This is the view about 20 feet from my hotel room door.
I can’t describe what it felt like to see this. I cried, pretty much hysterically, as soon as I stepped off the bus. I can’t even remember how long I’ve wished to see even a fraction of what she looked like, in something other than a picture. This is the closest I believe I’ll ever get, and it was close enough. I felt part of a lifelong dream become a reality. She simply took my breath away every time I saw her. My roommate and I sat outside our room in our pajamas for hours at night(it was still 75 degrees at night in October there), just talking and staring, taking it all in. I cried when we left too. It was so unreal. Believe me when I say she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.