Thursday, August 27, 2009

Now Museum, Now You Don't

Okay, so today started eeeeaaaarly. I woke up and was unable to get back to sleep, a problem I have been without since birth. So I tried to figure out how to do the dishes, which is something I can't do in the US, so my attempt here...would have been funny to an outside observer, probably. So I washed dishes by hand, and it was cathartic, if nothing else. Then I spent the morning reading the History of Ireland, and walked short distances in the area around the flat. Everyone wasn't awake until noon, but I didn't want to go to Regent's Park because I didn't want to miss the trip to the museum, and I of course did not know when people would be awakening to go on said trip. But I have to read this History, so time spent doing it now is time for later, so it works out.

Anyway, first thing is first: I don't have pictures of the museum. I still don't have batteries for my camera, because I'm stupid. But it's not a big deal since I'll probably be back to the museum once a week, so I'll get pictures. Went through the Ancient Greek, Roman, and Egypt sections, though not thoroughly (i.e. reading every single sign in every room). I'll go back on my own and do that soon, though.

We (myself, Sam, Kayla, Molly) walked back and got lunch/dinner at Prete a Manger, and yes, it was delicious, Jenny, thank you for the recommendation. Now it's back to reading about Ireland. If I could change history, I would consider making sure that the English and Irish never meet. I think my book is really focused on the riots and rebellions and violence, but I think there should have been a wall between the islands. Those folks did not get along.

So orientation tomorrow!

3 comments:

  1. I am so damn jealous of your Pret.

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  2. Love the title of this post...and all you're doing. Before fantasies of living in Ireland and Italy, I thought I'd live and write in the Cotswolds...or at least have my ashes scattered there.

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  3. I have to admit, the title is from a Venture Brothers episode. I want my ashes scattered in a series of coffees at Starbucks. I don't know why I do, but the heart wants what it wants.

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