LONDON (SORRY, I'M FAR TO EXHAUSTED TO THINK OF SOMETHING MORE CLEVER) 12:00pm I am currently sitting on the front steps of the British Museum and thought I have yet to set foot inside, I find myself completely dumbfounded and nearly speechless. I am at the site of the holy grail of history.
11:00pm I still cannot believe I'm in Europe! I feel as though I'm dreaming. Today was the first day of my trip that I was out on my own. (Jeff and I wandered around Harrod's department store and saw a show [a wonderful production by the RSC-that's Reduced Shakespeare Company] on Saturday and meandered through the city and explored the Westminster area on Sunday.) It was delightful, being away from the states, from cell phones, from normalcy. I really enjoy traveling alone. I haven't had quality time to myself in a long time. Besides that, I get more information and can devote myself more to study-I have yet to find someone who enjoys leaning as much as I, but if/when I do, I shall greatly desire their company-when I explore on my own. I feel independent rather than like a child. But I digress.
As I wrote earlier, I went to the British Museum this afternoon and almost broke into tears. It was incredible. I'd wanted to go since I heard of its existence 8 years ago. I have a new happy place: the museum's reading room. I really wish I could simply move in there for a while and read everyday. Anyway, I'd planned on spending half the day at the museum and half the day at Trafalagar Square viewing the national gallery, but I didn't leave the museum until it closed at 5:30 and by then, I imagined the gallery would be closed.
Since I wasn't planning on meeting Jeff for dinner until 7:30, I went to Covent Gardens (a lovely shopping area on the Picadilly Line) to look around for a while, despite my significant shortage of money. The exchange rate between dollars and pounds is roughly 2 to 1...it's quite expensive here.
Anyway, I'm exhausted, but I'll leave you with this:
More pictures to come, I promise. : o ) G'night all.