Day Three
Trip Start
Jun 27, 2008
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Trip End
Jul 11, 2008
London,
United Kingdom
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Oh and another reasosn I was late: the evil washing machine. I put my clothes in to wash last night, then set them to dry this morning. That was after looking up how to use it online -_- The damn thing wouldn't let me get my clothes out, though. I tried for like twenty minutes, but couldn't get it open to save my life. Finally, I left it alone and came back a bit later and it opened. That made me even more late. Grrr.
Anyway, I eventually found her and we wandered around the Abbey for maybe an hour. And I'll say this: There are a lot of dead people there. I mean A LOT! The floor and the walls and special tombs for especially famous people have graves in them. It's insane. Isaac Newton and Charles Darwin's tombs are there, though it took us forever to find them =) I have to say, though, Westminster is cool, St. Paul's is prettier. Just my opinion!
I then went to meet my mom and Jeff at the British museum. Leaving was amusing, because Chelsea's grandma and dad were totally freaked out that my mom let's me roam around by myself. Psh, I say it's more dangerous at home. Besides, I take Kung Fu and have a better sense of direction than my mom and she's allowed to wander around alone (though I don't think she should be...)
I took the underground as far as I could, then walked the rest of the way. I got there just in time to join them for high tea, which was quite good. If you go to the British museum (WHICH YOU SHOULD) do the whole high tea thing. It's fun and chocolatey!
I only had a little over and hour to see stuff, but I did it! Cause I'm just so skilled. I walked through the China and Southeast Asia (a must see!), the Japan (good but small), Korea (meh), and Egypt (everyone knows about this, so LOOK AT IT) sections. Then, I quickly went through the Greek and Roman section just to see the Rosetta stone. That was cool and stupid. Stupid, cause I walked right by it, asked a curator, and had him look at me like I was crazy while pointing to it behind me. I'm so smurt!
Anyway, the British museum is cool; you must go. The only problem is that it is terribly laid out. You get liked trapped in certain areas and though some other exhibit might be in the room adjacent to the one you're in, if it's in a different section you have to go all the way back to the entry area first. It's a pain in the ass. Still, go see it =)
After that, we walked to Russell Gardens. They're pretty, but not much of a Garden, more like a park. It isn't really worth seeing unless you're at the British Museum and want somewhere nearby to chill at outside. There's a little café to, if you get hungry of thirsty.
My mom and Jeff went to Euston station to get tickets for a train trip the next day. I, however, went back to the flat and chilled. I read, I wrote, I TV watched on the crappy broken TV, and ate some dinner.
What I learned today: British washing machines are pieces of crap.
