During the Beer and Hymns sing-along at Tir Na Nog, the line couldn’t come fast enough.
But he’s a-heading west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
I gotta get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she’s the only one
It’s at the tip of my tongue, ready to roll.
And if I die in …
Scream it y’all.
I stretched out the final syllable — eeeeee.
At least I will die freeeeee
I was in Raleigh singing Raleigh from Old Crow Medicine Show’s song Wagon Wheel. And I wasn’t going to whisper the most anthemic line for this time and this place. Because, as Ernest Dollar, director of the City of Raleigh Museum and the Pope House Museum, put it: “This is a bumpin’ town.”
The museum’s tagline is “Then. Now. Next,” but the North Carolina capital’s “then” was more of a dirge than a hallelujah. For years, folks fled downtown for the suburbs and to other points of the Research Triangle: Durham and Chapel Hill. Government workers and educators converged on the City of Oaks by day, but bolted after their shifts. Reasons to stick around were few. But “now,” its fan base is growing with the whoosh of new restaurants, attractions, galleries, boutiques, people.
“Raleigh has gone from nothing five years ago to so much going on,” said Johnny Mack, an artist and yoga instructor who leads a donations-only class at an art gallery. “Before, no one had a reason to come downtown.”
On a May weekend, I could hardly find a reason to leave downtown. The gridded square of neighborhoods is stitched together like a kaleidoscopic quilt, with no unattractive brown patches attached to any of the seams. For example, I slept in the Capital District (Holiday Inn), ate a vegan dinner and practiced yoga in the Warehouse District (Fiction Kitchen, Rebus Works), visited working artists’ studios and a giant steel-and-copper nut in Moore Square (Artspace, Big Acorn) and soaked up the city’s utter Raleighness on Fayetteville Street (City Plaza).
I traveled by foot, never needing to flag down a rickshaw. Though I did eye the free R-Line bus, because I think it was following me.
The hybrid electric bus swings through five districts, dropping off passengers at key downtown points, such as the North Carolina Museum of History, City Market and the Duke Energy Center for the Performing Arts. With nowhere to go but around, I boarded the circulator by the convention center (No. 13) and settled in to watch the next 19 stops flicker by the large window.
The ride was part geography lesson and part nosiness. I wanted to see where people were going, and whether I wanted to go there, too.
The responsible approach was to start with the museums, but, hey, it was Friday, and no one should have to do homework on the first night of the weekend. But then I walked by the City of Raleigh Museum and heard the distinct hum of a cocktail party coming from inside. I peered through the window, feeling like a child spying on her parents at an adults-only mixer. An employee caught my eye and urged me to come inside. Busted.
The city’s exhibit spaces hold First Friday on a day that needs no explanation. I didn’t put the two together until I was holding a Tecate beer and studying maps from the past two centuries.
The museum is compact but dense with information, much like the city itself. The first room featured art by Mexican artists, a nod to the city’s strong immigrant population. There was also a section dedicated to the Rev. M.L. Latta, the former slave who founded Latta University, a school and orphanage for the offspring of former slaves. In a separate room, a timeline follows the civil rights movement. Feb. 10, 1960: Activists hold sit-ins at the Fayetteville Street lunch counter. Feb. 12-14, 1960: Police arrest 43 students for trespassing at Woolworth’s. May 1963: Woolworth’s removes its counter seats. 1973: Raleigh elects its first African American mayor.
“I remember sitting at the Woolworth’s counter with my grandfather when a black couple came in,” a woman told me the next day, during a visit to the North Carolina Museum of History. “They told them they had to leave. I asked my grandfather why. He said that was just the way it is.”
The Raleigh-area native is now a grandmother herself, though she had misplaced her grandson somewhere between the Civil War and the Wright brothers. We stood side by side, staring at the lunch counter — a memory for her, a history lesson for me, a poignant moment for both of us.
The North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences is part of the city’s museum complex, a mini-Mall that helps support its title as the “Smithsonian of the South.” (Another similarity: Most of the major cultural venues are free.) In 2012, the science museum opened the Nature Research Center and unveiled a massive three-story globe that could, in a pinch, be used as a decoy in an alien invasion.
The new wing is a vital lab for university and government researchers. Guests can watch them work and read about their ongoing studies, such as one involving detritus in bellybuttons. (Seriously: It’s to test deodorant’s effect on microbes.) But the museum also aims to “inspire kids to be scientists,” said a front desk employee. And to get Lil’ Einsteins hyped up about science, you need to do what? Let them touch stuff! Exactly.
At the hands-on Natural World Investigate Lab, a microbiologist named Linda showed me around the tables, pointing out the various experiments. For example, I could test my cool-hand moves with pipettes, funnels, beakers and flasks. Or inspect an array of items (tarantula, sand dollar, snakeskin molt) under a super-powerful microscope. I followed her to an aquarium thick with Madagascar hissing cockroaches. She lifted one up and placed it in the palm of her hand.
“They’re really sweet,” she said, as though she were holding a kitten, not one of the world’s largest species of roaches.
She encouraged me to pet it. (My, my, what a smooth carapace you have. What is your secret?) Then she returned it to its home, accidentally flipping it on its back. Not surprisingly, it hissed.
“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie,” she said apologetically.
I decided on an experiment that didn’t make my skin crawl but instead caused my nose to crinkle. For the Science of Scent, all I had to do was sniff and guess the smell. With only 5 million scent receptors, I was no dog (they have 120 to 300 million). But I could still differentiate among cookies, breakfast, old shoes, new car and wet canine.
I finished up my short career as a scientist at the fingerprinting station. Nearly 60 to 70 percent of people have loop-patterned prints; 25 to 35 percent have whorls; and only 5 percent feature arches. I pressed my finger onto an ink pad and blotted it on a white card. I studied the black furrows, trying to discern between the swirls and the swoops. I wanted to be an arch, but I feared the worse.
“We can’t all be special,” said another volunteer, confirming my commonness.
To cheer up my digits, I considered taking them out on the town. I could smudge them on a martini glass at Capital Club 16; snap them at C Grace, a live jazz venue; or raise them high at Kings, a live music spot. But no matter what we did that evening, I would keep both thumbs up for Raleigh.
Going to Raleigh
Getting there: JetBlue flies nonstop from Fort Lauderdale in about two hours; US Airways and American Airlines fly nonstop from Miami. Several airlines make the trip in about four hours with a connecting flight. Roundtrip airfare starts in the $150 range.
WHERE TO STAY
Holiday Inn Raleigh Downtown-Capital, 320 Hillsborough St.; 800-315-2621; www.holidayinn.com. In the Capital District, within walking distance of downtown attractions and restaurants. Fitness center and sky-high restaurant on-site. Rates from $98 a night.
Umstead Hotel and Spa, 100 Woodland Pond Dr., Cary; 866-877-4141; www.theumstead.com. The luxurious hotel is in a suburb of Raleigh, with 150 guest rooms, full-service spa, restaurant and bar, and outdoor pool surrounded by 12 acres of well-manicured grounds. Rooms from $279.
WHERE TO EAT
Fiction Kitchen, 428 S. Dawson St.; 919-831-4177; thefictionkitchen.com. Popular vegan restaurant (seriously, there’s a wait on weekends) with meatless takes on fried chicken, pulled pork and sushi. Entrees from $10.
Troy Mezze Lounge and Bar, 315 Blake St.; 919-834-8133; www.troymezze.com. Turkish restaurant in the historic City Market. Specialties include Turkish pizza, clay-pot entrees and kebabs. Main dishes from $9.
Stanbury, 938 N. Blount St.; 919-977-4321; www.stanburyraleigh.com. Adventurous modern American cuisine, seasonal menu. Menu changes daily, but on a recent evening listed dinner entrees at $17-$29.
WHAT TO DO
North Carolina Museum of History, 5 E. Edenton St.; 919-807-7900; www.ncmuseumofhistory.org. Open Monday-Saturday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.; Sunday, noon to 5 p.m. Free.
North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences, 11 W. Jones St.; 919-707-9800; www.naturalsciences.org. Open Monday-Saturday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.; Sunday, noon to 5 p.m; and until 9 p.m. on First Friday. The Nature Research Center keeps the same hours except it closes at 9 p.m. on Thursday. Free.
City of Raleigh Museum, 220 Fayetteville St.; 919-996-2220; www.cityofraleighmuseum.org. Open Tuesday-Saturday, 9 a.m. to 4 p.m.; Sunday, 1 to 4 p.m. Free.