London Journal - Day 3, October 11

Had a spectacular time last evening with H. I am just now feeling almost human and it’s 3 o’clock! Still have a bit of headache but I may just need some food. Haven’t eaten since dinner last night.

So, after the British Museum yesterday I walked over to H’s office in Soho and met her office mates. They all seem to be a lovely bunch - Danae, Katie and Charlotte. After H wrapped things up we went for a curry at a nice little place called Masala Zone. H didn’t like it at all. She said it yuppiedifed Indian food. I thought the food was fine but I don’t know diddly about Indian cuisine and have to defer to her experience here. Hopefully we’ll hit a good curry joint before I leave.
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10 Ways to Liven Up a Trip to the British Museum

I’ve been told that not all my friends like the museum as much as I. What? Shocking!

In an effort to make it enjoyable for everyone I’ve copied this lovely little tidbit from the book The London Collection, which is a must-read for irreverant London tourists like myself.

My personal favs are 1 and 9.

What are yours?

1. Dress up as a Victorian Imperialist. Wander the galleries recounting to strangers how you rescued all this stuff from the savages.

2. Fall to your knees in front of the mummy cabinets, clutch your throat and cry ‘Dear God, the legends were true! Run!’

3. Wear a long, red wig and sprawl naked on the glass roof. See if anyone gets the obscure satirical reference.

4. Leave behind a tablet of ‘cave art’ depicting a hairy man with a shopping trolley. And then see how long it takes before people notice. Oh, Banksy already did that.

5. Loudly threaten to scrawl over the priceless Roman marbles with indelible marker pen, then look outraged when the guards start running.

6. Ask in the Reading Room if they’ve got Jordan’s biography.

7. In the gift shop, insist that your change be given in Carolingian coinage. Perferably silver denarius.

8. Find the dullest of the many dull potsherds on display. Wave your arms excitedly while uttering exclamations of amazement under your breath. Then tell anybody who enquires that you’ve tracked down a fragment of Christ’s chimney.

9. Dress up as C3PO out of Star Wars and march up to the Sutton Hoo helmet. Place your hands on the glass cabinet and, with all the pathos a robot can be expected to muster, whisper the word ‘Father’.

10. Go up to one of the attendants, all excited, and say: ‘Hey, I’ve got this really great joke. You’ll never have heard it. How much, right, does a Grecian earn? No…no, that’s not right. I mean, what’s a Grecian urn? Eh?…Eh? Depends wat his jobs is, yeah? Ha!’

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London Journal - Day 2, October 10

Made it to the British Museum, my home away from home. I can spend days here (and have). One day, I will walk the museum when there are no other people here. That’s a must for the “Things To Do Before I Die” list. To be able to look at the Winged Bulls or the Parthenon without the chatter of uninterested people would be delicious. I guess I need to make friends with an employee or get cracking at some grad degree so I can work there. Just imagine how cool it would be all solo with all that history. And perhaps a good soundtrack playing over the PA.

Great Court at the British Museum

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London Journal - Day 1, October 9

International Terminal-Heathrow

Pretty uneventful arrival and fairly decent flight in. Sat next to a lovely Russian man who’s now a US citizen. He’s a professor of some statistical science. He was a good seat mate since he didn’t steal the arm rest.
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London Pics Up

Click on the Flickr badge in the left side bar to look at the silliness that was London. I’m almost through with labeling and commenting them. So look slowly!

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