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Pi in the Sky

It was 3.14.15 yesterday.

The ratio (Pi) of a circle's circumference to its diameter gives 3.1415 and an infinite string of decimals - Internationally known to Math geeks as a celebratory event (once in a lifetime considering you live to be less than a 100 years old),  March 14 also is Einstein's birthday and thusly even more fun to remember and get out on your Pay (feet in Marathi).

We did just that and went out to celebrate amongst the equally Pi-xated folks in San Francisco last night at the Exploratorium, whose mission is to change the way the world learns.  It was a fabulous day to be near the water where the present Science Museum is located on Pier 15.

Originally started in San Francisco in 1969 at the facilities belonging to the Palace of Fine Arts (more on it later) the Exploratorium was relocated a couple years ago to its newer and more expansive digs on the piers that stretch along the city's Embarcadero.

The museum provides a significant source of inspiration to young students to learn about science in a hands on manner.  Although yesterday it was about Pi.
Larry Shaw  - inspiration behind PI Day

The Faithful - first in line

The temptations = at the end of the PI-rade was the Pi- feast

Hath aur Pi - Hath mein akde wali Pi yatra

Fog Bridge - an art piece at the Exploratorium as the Pi-rade marches on

PI marker

Yes - A Pie in the Sky moment

100 years of the Pacific Expo (celebrating opening of Panama Canal) - Ferry Building lit up with 1915 signage

After visiting the indoor exhibits we trooped outside to join hands (Hath) and celebrate a Pi Wave (formed by people holding foot rulers to which was attached a decimal value on the ratio).

The Pi-rade that followed with the decimal idiots (Pi-daishi yede) bhakti gang was over 500 decimals /people long (perhaps a Guinness record?) - our family had positions 199 through 201.

Then the Pi throwing began - followed by some real Pie (I had Pecan) and ended the day on a sweet note.

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