This morning was spent with a constant erection. The British Museum rocks, mostly. To make it extra-super-duper, hordes of screaming children should be forbidden (and fed to geese, according to Katy). Older children should be kept on leashes and gagged. Besides that, the museum is simply BEAUTIFUL!
We saw the egyptian, sumerian, greek and roman galleries, as well as a room dedicated to japanese swords. My favourite room was the Enlightenment Gallery. DROOOOOOOL! When I become filthy rich, as opposed to simply being filthy, I want a library like that one. I understand what they meant when they said that it would take a week to properly look at everything in the museum. It's…. wow. I saw the Rosetta Stone, frescoes from the Acropolis, century-old katana, millenium old mummies…. what's not to be humbled by.
On the way to and from the museum, I amused myself by taking pictures of cool doorways along Bedford square. Cool pictures – I was feeling inspired (and silly, a dangerous mix).
Came back to the hotel to empty out the memory card and get new batteries for the camera – I managed to kill two sets of rechargable batteries at the BM, Lounged around a bit, then headed out to the Imperial War museum.
Another wow museum. It's in the middle of nowhere, really, but it's a very interesting place to visit. My dad would have loved it. I took lots of pictures for him. Imagine seeing Monty's battle tank, a V2 rocket, and loads of WW2 memorabilia. We walked through a Holocaust memorial that was… powerful. They had a scaled model of Auschwitz… It was powerful to see, and realize that it was setup as a killing factory. Trains coming in at one end and leaving at the other, with big ovens in the middle…
After the museum, we were really hungry and we'd made plans to go to an italian restaurant recommended by the travel guide Nat had given me. Big big big HUGE piece of advice. Never make eating plans based on a 6-year old guide… We tubed it all the way to the end of a really posh residential neighborhood, only to realize that the restaurant wasn't there. Niiiiiiice. That really wasn't cool, as both Katy and I were getting hungry and we had to fall back on plans to go to Garfunkle's. Meh. I'll make it up to her tomorrow, as I'd promised her a good dinner.