I have seen the center of the universe, and it is located inside a dinged-up clothes dryer in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Swing open the door and there's a smooth metal chute leading into dim purple darkness. Crouch down, slide through, and emerge like a spelunker into a tiny crystalline cavern, a mirrored womb that refracts the warm, amethyst glow of the infinite. Hello, cozy void. The ancient Greeks had a term: omphalos, the belly button of the world. Ponder that! And then move along, because someone's sliding into infinity right behind you.
This cosmic interlude is just one of many at Meow Wolf, America's newest all-ages psychedelic-fantasy funhouse/big-budget indie art experience, located inside an enormous former bowling alley. I say newest, but, as you might guess, there's nothing quite like it anywhere else. If you've been waiting for an excuse to get yourself to Santa Fe, this is it.