Thursday, 25 January 2007

Thoroughly worn out -- but I might as well type all this out before I hit the sack.

My timne today was mainly occupied by museum-going. The Natural History Museum is huge, and one can't argue with the price (free)... though it has a certain been-there-done-that factor for those who have been to museums of that ilk. Dinosaur skeletons, taxidermied critters, gemstones, meteorites... all interesting, but kinda blah after a while.

The Science Museum. Also free. A lot of interesting displays of various varieties. And, oh yes, a special exhibit on video games. That wasn't free (or terribly cheap), but I decided it wouldn't be terrible to spend money on one tourist attraction. It was worth it... a surprisingly eclectic collection of games, with some very niche stuff well-represented.

After that, made a very brief trip across the street to the Victoria & Albert Museum (more art and artifacts... unlike the Soane's Museum, this stuff was actually organized). Decided to leave promptly because I was all museumed out.

Next: Tottenham Court (actually, not that far from my hotel), where there are a ton of electronics stores, in search of a cell phone. Didn't manage to get a phone yet, but I think I have a plan picked out. Should be able to get something tomorrow morning, if I get out on time. I had an inexplicable craving for Indian food -- thought of heading all the way to Brick Lane, where there are many, many such restaurants, but decided I was too hungry to take the time. Fortunately, I found a pretty good (if a little bland) Indian vegetarian place (no, it wasn't on your list, Dad) which had a very, very cheap dinner.

Odd moment of the day: a young guy at a Tube station delivering a monologue of sorts to his girlfriend that sounded like it came out of a bad movie. (No, I wasn't eavesdropping; they were right in front of me on the escalator, and I couldn't help but overhear parts of it. I only caught snatches, regardless.)

Tomorrow: I meet up with the rest of the IFSA-Butler Nottingham contingent (most of my fellow Americans there, in all likelihood), and suffer through what I suspect will be a rather dull orientation. Dull, at least, compared to being out actually seeing stuff.

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