Things I saw today:
Napolean Bonaparte's toothbrush
the Elgin Marbles including the ENTIRE freize of the parthenon
The Rosetta Stone
Charles Darwin's movie villain-ish curved walking cane made of whalebone and topped with a grinning ivory skull with 10 karat rubies set in the eye sockets.
And speaking of Darwin I also say an old toothless man shouting "ee-vo-LU-tion!" at a flyer guy wearing a 'Jews for Jesus' tshirt.
I checked out of my hostel at 10:30 this morning having drooled all over the (former) incredibly clean and suprisingly comfortable little bed. They held on to my bag for me while I wandered around from the British Museum to the National Galley, through Trafalgar Square, over the Westminster Bridge, under the London Eye, and finally into the British equivalent of TGI Fridays for the British equivalent of Fugu, a hamburger. To give an idea of the prices here, things would still be 10% more than NYC prices if you only substituted the little wiggly pound sign (£) to a dollar sign. Factor in the almost 2.25 multiplier and you understand why I only spent one night here.
Right now I'm in an internet cafe waiting for the free hostel dinner at 6:30 before catching my overnight bus to Edinburgh, where I'll be meeting my former philosophy professor from dartmouth for a pint.
Napolean Bonaparte's toothbrush
the Elgin Marbles including the ENTIRE freize of the parthenon
The Rosetta Stone
Charles Darwin's movie villain-ish curved walking cane made of whalebone and topped with a grinning ivory skull with 10 karat rubies set in the eye sockets.
And speaking of Darwin I also say an old toothless man shouting "ee-vo-LU-tion!" at a flyer guy wearing a 'Jews for Jesus' tshirt.
I checked out of my hostel at 10:30 this morning having drooled all over the (former) incredibly clean and suprisingly comfortable little bed. They held on to my bag for me while I wandered around from the British Museum to the National Galley, through Trafalgar Square, over the Westminster Bridge, under the London Eye, and finally into the British equivalent of TGI Fridays for the British equivalent of Fugu, a hamburger. To give an idea of the prices here, things would still be 10% more than NYC prices if you only substituted the little wiggly pound sign (£) to a dollar sign. Factor in the almost 2.25 multiplier and you understand why I only spent one night here.
Right now I'm in an internet cafe waiting for the free hostel dinner at 6:30 before catching my overnight bus to Edinburgh, where I'll be meeting my former philosophy professor from dartmouth for a pint.
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