Last Blitz in London

Wow, my time in London is drawing to a close. I guess I was saving "the best" of London for the last full day: the British Museum. I mentally prepared myself that I wouldn't be able to see all the exhibits in one of the largest museums in Europe due to my time constraint so it would be okay to skip some exhibits. Plus my feet would probably tire out before my eyes and brain. Happily I went to all the exhibits I had wanted to check out. There were the Rosetta Stone, Partheon, and mummies upon mummies. Of course I saw other artifacts but those were the highlights. And I went on a fairly comprehensive whirlwind tour and was done in record time: two and a half hours with some change to spare. If I was staying in London longer, I would've visited the British Museum over several days to truly observe the exhibits, as admission to the museum and any other official UK museum is free. (Londoners have it easy!)

Since I had some extra time, I visited the nearby Cartoon Museum. The Brits are obsessed with Margaret Thatcher! Maggie was quite the influential prime minister during the economic depression in the '80's--you can choose to like her or hate her. Needless to say she was the butt of many jokes and an obvious target for caricaturists. Again, some of the cartoons and comics in the museum were too British for my understanding, but the Brits like their humour like their scotch: dry.

I dropped by the National Gallery to finish checking out the Impressionists exhibit. Ah, the perks of free admission to museums. Afterwards, I went out for dinner with Danielle. We had Italian in Leicester Square because all the drinking holes were packed with patrons and their pints of beer overflowing onto the street. It was sad to bid adieu to her, but all good things must come to an end. Actually I got to see her off at Victoria Station. In fact, the station staff at the turnstile saw that Danielle and I were trying to extend our goodbyes so he let me onto the platform. What an awesome thing to do! So I got to chat with Danielle a bit more before she actually had to board the train. And yes, Danielle, the guy let me back out with no issues. What a cool guy!

Alright it's off to bed for my trip out to Paris tomorrow.