Friends, did you know that there was an International Banana Museum?
“A what?” you might ask. But I assure you that yes, you heard me right.
A museum stuffed to the gills with luminous bananesence. It’s world famous.
It just so happened that on a sunny Wednesday afternoon, the museum was along the way to my next destination. As I cruised south on CA-111, still high on my unexpected Muffler Man sighting, there it was in the shade of a few palm trees and cozied up to a bait slash liquor store.
But sometimes, dear friends, fate can be cruel. I pulled in to the parking lot only to find the International Banana Museum… closed. The sound of my heart breaking skittered across the glassy waters of the Salton Sea, echoed through the Coachella valley and frightened a flock of birds. There would be no banana salt shakers, no plush bananas, no banana popsicles. I would call nary a soul on the banana phone.
But, fear not. If you too have found yourself held at arms length from the banantacular alter, through the magic of the wires and tubes that make up the internet – you can get a peek inside through video:
Until we meet again, International Banana Museum.
International Banana Museum
Mecca, CA 92254