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eLocker by VTA and BikeLink

As part of my trip to the Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum, I took the VTA (Valley Transportation Authority) LRT (Light Rail Transit) from the River Oaks station. The River Oaks center at North First street also houses the VTA administrative office. This place is a 20 minutes walk from home and 10 minutes on a bike. VTA provides for bikers to carry their cycles on buses and trains; I haven’t used either yet.

Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum

Funerary mask of Pharoah Tutankhamun

Funerary mask of Pharoah Tutankhamun

Trip distance : 7.0 - 7.5 miles

Time to reach : 1 hr 9 min (walk | LRT | bus | walk), 40 min (cycle), 11 min (car)

Round trip cost : $8

About the Museum

Website : https://www.egyptianmuseum.org/

Address : 1660 Park Avenue, San Jose, CA 95191

Car parking availability and fee : Behind the museum (on Chapman Street). Parking is free.

Bike parking availability : None

Museum hours : Mon/Tues: Closed, Wed/Thurs/Fri: 9:00 AM - 5:00 PM, Sat/Sun: 10:00 AM - 6:00 PM

Admission fee at the museum : $9

Context : One fine day, I decided to visit this museum. One, because I had been watching some documentaries on Netflix about the history of the Mesopotamian region (East to West). Second, because the museum came up in the nearby places I could explore. And finally, because I really needed to get out of the house.


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