So the guy I met, who needs a name fuck it I’m calling him Chuck.
Anyway Chuck is a guidebook bitch, totally obsessed. I usually don’t even bother with a book but he has a favourite and he wanted me to buy it. I tried to ignore him and he continued nagging me to see more of London He and yeah he has a point. So I borrowed Giselle’s timeout London guide and hit the town.
First up I went to Covent Garden and walked to Leicester Square at night. The timeout book told me the V&A was open late that night but it was wrong. So much for guidebooks. Bad guidebook bad!
I returned to Leicester Square/Covent Garden the next day. There was a travel bookstore between them where Chuck would cream his pants!
I wandered around Covent Garden looking at the stuff that was now open.
The London Transport Museum cost £10 and I wasn't sure it would be interesting enough to be worth it for me so I just looked around the gift shop which was fun. They had kids clothes with the angel tube sign and a stuffed dog with barking. A rubber duck that had a tube design and said Mind the Quack. There was even underground Ernie which seems like they are going for a Thomas the Tank/Postman Pat kind of thing. They even had tube sign ice cube trays! So much amusement but I didn't buy anything.
I left and caught the tube to south Kensington and went to the science museum. It was pretty cool. My favourite area was the flight section with a 747 cross section. When I was tired of walking around the museum I picked up some snacks at whole foods then I was off to the theatre.
I had gotten a cheap ticket from Leicester square. The show was the brilliant musical Avenue Q. its fantastic, what’s not to love about puppets singing that the internet is for porn!
The next day I went with a group of people from the hostel to The Natural History Museum. It’s huge and I only saw one section before everyone was all museumed out. The group split up then and I went to Harrods. I didn’t find the Diana shrine but I looked at expensive stuff (the food halls are cool) before going home empty handed. Perhaps I would have been more inclined to spend blindly if they still sold elephants…
Next up was Greenwich, I caught the DLR to Cutty Sark Station. I couldn’t see the actual Cutty Sark as it is being restored after a fire but I walked around the area and up to The Royal Observatory.
Checked out the museum and in a great
personal moment I stood on The Prime Meridian. I was one with the time! One day I hope to stand on the other side of the line
which is the International Date Line, I hear there is a good spot in Fiji.
I went back down the hill to The National Maritime Museum. I really liked the display they had on cruise ships that included models of some ships. Cruising is still on my to do list despite my being prone to sea sickness.
The last museum in this list is The National Portrait Gallery. I actually only looked at the portraits on the lower floor that is dedicated to contemporary people. I couldn’t muster the enthusiasm to see the older ones and after the contemporary’s I realised that I just wasn’t enjoying myself anymore and went home.
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