Posted in Architecture, Art, British Experience, British History, British Museum, Exhibition, Museums, tagged Architecture, Art, British history, British Museum, exhibition, Hokusai, london, Museum, relics, Rosetta Stone, The Great Court, The Great Wave on December 9, 2011 |
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The British Museum sat on my London bucket list for a long time. Luckily, it was on Sarah and Temi’s list too when they came to visit from Texas.
Walking up to the front doors I felt a tingle of excitement. Once inside I was blown away by the Great Court.
The Great Court
Other highlights included the section on ancient Greece, complete with opulent drinking cups depicting engagement in naughty lustful activities, Hokusai’s colour woodblock print, The Great Wave, which is on display until 8 January, and the Rosetta Stone.
The Rosetta Stone
This is one tourist attraction I won’t mind returning to, unlike the Changing of the Guard which I refuse to accompany any more visitors too. I’ll give you guys a map to that one and you can go on your own.
The British Museum
The British Museum is free and open daily 10.00–17.30, Friday until 20.30.
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Posted in Autumn, Immigrant Life, Seasons, Texpats, Weather, Winter, tagged autumn, falling leaves, Landscapes, light, london, seasons, solstice, Texpat, trees, Weather, winter on December 5, 2011 |
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I always thought December was winter. White Christmases, pine trees, cold weather. If I would have thought about it, I might have logically matched up the changing seasons with the appointed dates and realized that winter doesn’t start until late December (December 22nd this year to be exact.) Or maybe I would have noticed the bright colored leaves crunching under my bike wheels and feet and known that it was autumn. In Texas, you can’t expect to align with the rest of the world’s ideas of a proper calendar so you just don’t try.
This is all part of the experience of living my first autumn/winter. It’s cold, y’all. And not in a “Oh I can’t go outside” kind of way. Just in a “It’s annoying to go outside” kind of way. The sun is scheduled to set at 3:50 pm. 3:50 PM! That’s still considered afternoon! Google kindly reminds me that is only 3 hours and 50 minutes from when I’m typing this and that sends a sense of panic up my spine. I can’t function under these ridiculous time constraints.
At work I get confused. I don’t know whether to answer the phone “good morning,” “good afternoon,” or “good evening.” I find myself jumbling them up, saying good evening in the afternoon and good afternoon in the morning. I catch myself midway through the greeting and what comes out sounds more like “good moraghdernoon,” to which the client replies “Uh…. hello?”
Please excuse me while I adjust to the existence of seasons.
We’ve installed special lightbulbs in our house to combat Seasonal Affective Disorder. I hope they start working soon.
The sun doesn’t seem to be travelling through the sky. It’s advising me to do the same, to stay close to home where things are safe. The low light filtered through the orange brown leaves and a foggy urban haze cause the entire cityscape to take on a dusky glow. Beautiful? Yes, but something else I can’t place my finger on too.
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