The Tailor and I had completely different reasons for wanting to visit Thomas Edison’s laboratory. For my part, they had me at “National Park”—and it didn’t hurt that there existed a hilarious song about the place (which, let me tell you, played on repeat in my head for a good month afterward).

But the Tailor’s a scientist and a tinkerer at heart, so the century-old chemistry lab spoke to his very soul—

—not to mention all the iconic inventions around every corner.

Most of the machinery, chemicals and gadgets were incomprehensible to me, but I found myself getting sucked in, too. I absolutely fell in love with the sheer clutter of the place. If they say a messy workspace is a sign of genius…

…well, then clearly, we were in the presence of one of the greats.