I’ve been going to the Texas Memorial Museum since i was very little. For a place as tucked away and relatively unheard of as it is, the large cement building actually cuts an imposing figure against the sky, with a bronze sabertooth out front. The inside is surprisingly diverse, with distinct sections for gemstones, bones (real dinosaurs!) and a large gallery of taxidermy, all ethically obtained, with biology displays.
I’ve spent many a time sitting on a quiet bench inside, hearing the echoing footsteps of the few other visitors up and down the musty antique stairs and marble floors, and this is both the old place’s blessing and curse: It seems to be perennially empty. It’s quiet, truly quiet, inside, such that you could almost feel yourself in a dialogue with the mosasaur in front of you. It’s a nice place to work.
The museum is free, but they need money for maintenance, and a few more visitors than they get, so if you get the chance, stop by and leave a five in the tip box.