The museum doesn’t open till 10:00 so we had a nice relaxing morning. Rather than taking the underground (There isn’t an underground station closer to the museum than the closest bus stop.) we took the bus – and walked a few blocks from the stop to the museum.
Once inside we got maps, agreed on a time and place to meet (1:30 in the cafeteria) and went our separate ways
Between Cheryl and I we took just over 200 photos. At great pain and personal peril I have culled what I believe are the most significant couple dozen or so for your viewing pleasure. In no particular order they are:
I spent the morning in the Money room – a display I didn’t get enough time to take in ten years ago when we were last in the museum. I won’t bore you with most of the really old stuff, but here are a couple of interesting pieces from the collection
After lunch I went in search of figures. I was particularly interested to see what they had in the way of goddess figures. I found lots from many different civilizations. Here are a couple.
OK, that’s enough. If you’re still here thank you for sticking it out with me.
Following the museum we took a break and put our feet up.
Our alarms woke us up in time for Cheryl, Billie and I to head over to the St. Pancras church for their choral evensong service.
The choral part was performed by their “choir” – an outstanding quartet of young singers. They started with Dufufle’s Ubi Caritas (a capella of course). Their voices filled the large sanctuary and resounded off the marble pillars. That was the easiest number they sang. It was Great! The sermon was very good as well.
After that it was time to seek out sustenance; Italian tonight. We found a very good Italian restaurant just down the street from our hotel. And to make matters better, they have Old Speckeled Hen ale. I was able to confirm that yes, that is still my all-time favorite beer.
Tomorrow we are scheduled to tour Westminster Abbey and take a walking tour of the Westminster area, followed by a visit to Churchill’s war rooms. Another full day, so I guess I should head for bed.
Nighty Night.
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The Manga magazine picture of Winston Churchill was from an exhibit of how Asian cultures view Wester cultures. This was a satirical article and shows Winston with a bone in his mouth instead of his cigar.
The carved ivory statue from the India story “The Ramayana” where a demon steals Prince Rama’s wife (originally he held a weapon in each hand). Rama’s friend the monkey god (who can shapeshift and levitate things) helps him get his wife back.
So cool. I’m sure you guys could have stayed for weeks.
Yep!
Incidentally, we had all gone our separate ways in the museum to peruse what interested us personally and Steve had leaned his cane up against his check while he used both hands to focus his camera. Someone grabbed his cane and took off walking away casually! Steve lunged for his cane and grabbed it back – the other guy gave it up with a shrug and disappeared into the crowd.
We tried riding the bus back to our hotel so we could get back in time to go downtown to the St Martins evensong performance and a Ghost Bus tour, however the bus was 20 minutes late, then took another 20 minutes just to go around 2 sides of Russell Square and was continually stopping for red lights, pedestrians, and bus stops so we were almost an hour late getting back to our hotel to meet up with Billie and Steve. Billie smiled and said, let’s not stress out on our vacation and just skip going downtown. Randy mentioned he had spotted an Evensong performance at the St. Pancraz Church of England down the street so that’s what we wound up doing-what BEAUTIFUL voices.
We’re never going to take the buses again – the underground takes us reliably where we need to go, just need to avoid the high usage times when the trains get crowded and overheated.
100% agree. I always prefer a metro line to any other form of public transport in a city.
The Manga magazine picture of Winston Churchill was from an exhibit of how Asian cultures view Wester cultures. This was a satirical article and shows Winston with a bone in his mouth instead of his cigar.
The carved ivory statue from the India story “The Ramayana” where a demon steals Prince Rama’s wife (originally he held a weapon in each hand). Rama’s friend the monkey god (who can shapeshift and levitate things) helps him get his wife back.
So cool. I’m sure you guys could have stayed for weeks.
Yep!
Incidentally, we had all gone our separate ways in the museum to peruse what interested us personally and Steve had leaned his cane up against his check while he used both hands to focus his camera. Someone grabbed his cane and took off walking away casually! Steve lunged for his cane and grabbed it back – the other guy gave it up with a shrug and disappeared into the crowd.
We tried riding the bus back to our hotel so we could get back in time to go downtown to the St Martins evensong performance and a Ghost Bus tour, however the bus was 20 minutes late, then took another 20 minutes just to go around 2 sides of Russell Square and was continually stopping for red lights, pedestrians, and bus stops so we were almost an hour late getting back to our hotel to meet up with Billie and Steve. Billie smiled and said, let’s not stress out on our vacation and just skip going downtown. Randy mentioned he had spotted an Evensong performance at the St. Pancraz Church of England down the street so that’s what we wound up doing-what BEAUTIFUL voices.
We’re never going to take the buses again – the underground takes us reliably where we need to go, just need to avoid the high usage times when the trains get crowded and overheated.
100% agree. I always prefer a metro line to any other form of public transport in a city.