I can testify firsthand that iPhones are incredibly addicting. I spent most of Friday afternoon playing the free angrybirds app. Yesterday I just forgot; I don’t have a good excuse.
Back to London…
I crammed as many sights into my full day of sightseeing in London so that I could clear my schedule for the British Museum. I expected to spend hours there owing to the fact that enough history resides within those walls to intoxicate any history lover.
Before I arrived I stopped at Picadilly Circus, described as London’s “Time Square”. (I also love the way the tube announcer said “Picadilly”.)
I also stopped to take a picture of the Tottenham Court Road sign.
I started to get a little worried when the British Museum wasn’t anywhere near the location on my map. I did find it though.
Upon entering I purchased a museum guide, sat down and used my little green scissors to cut it apart to make it more accessible. I used this page first.
Right when I entered the displays I saw it, the thing I most wanted to see.
This stone appeals to everything I love, both history and languages. Without this stone so much Egyptian history would be unknown, present only in indecipherable hieroglyphics. From there I went on to discover things like this black obelisk which on the second row shows King Jehu of Israel…
and the seige of Lachish…
I could wax eloquent on the historical significance of everything above (save the HP coin of course) I’ll refrain for the sake of the sanity of the few readers I have. 😀
After my first self-guided tour I surveyed the others but couldn’t find anything that interested me all that much. Though I did get a kick out of this picture.
I expected to spend at least most of a day here but ended up spending only a few hours. When I finished I walked through a cute park on my way to the tube stop. I also happened across a Punch and Judy show.
This guy did an excellent job. Each time I started to leave I kept hearing things that drew me back. I didn’t stay for the whole show though.
That’s what it took for me to remember that Sherlock Holmes lived in London. I’m a little slow sometimes.
I got off at the stop and followed the directions. I stayed across the street but snapped this picture. (You’re welcome, Dad.)
I thought about walking to the London Zoo but when I consulted a map and saw that the Zoo was on the other side I nixed that idea. 2.5 miles in Hyde Park was enough for me.
I sat on a bench, ate a Cliff bar and then walked back to the Tube stop headed back to the opposite side of Hyde Park. I got out at the Marble Arch.
I stopped by Speaker’s Corner but wouldn’t have known it was there without this concession stand.
After this I headed to yet another train station and out to Warwick for my 10k the following day.