PearlNecklace
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A Little Bit of History
I've decided I need to do a little more exploring of London, see a little more of the sites. Today is the day I've allocated to go to the British Museum. I wake up early, showering and dressing in comfy jeans and a t shirt. Packing a lunch and putting it all in my backpack.
I make sure to include my camera as I know there are going to be many objects I'll want to take photos of. The teacher in me is already thinking about how I can send the photos back to my old class so they can experience the amazing things I anticipate seeing too. For a moment I have a flashback to the guy who took my photo when I was last out in London. He had a great smile and I remember wishing I could have talked to him more. Funny the things you remember.
I get on the tube, feeling like an old pro at doing so. Making my way to Russell Square and walking back to the British Museum. I get there just as its opening, which was my plan, knowing I now have 7.5 hours to explore it. I pick up a map and begin to walk around the ground floor, exploring the different areas of the world through the displays. I take photos of areas of interest, reading wall displays and interactive computer screens to find out more about the areas I'm most fascinated with.
The day goes by fast and my stomach soon tells me its lunchtime. I decide to make the most of the picnic area the Museum provides and eat there. I watch the families having picnics, smiling at the antics of the children. In moments like this I have mixed emotions. I'm really happy to be in London, in England exploring something new. But I also miss having a class. I decide in that moment that perhaps I'll find out about being a relieving teacher. Maybe there could be a full time position.
Having finished lunch I carry on exploring the next two floor. Its becoming more obvious I won't manage to see it all today but the Museum isn't going anywhere and neither am I. I can come another day. I leave the Museum feeling happy to have explored somewhere new and make my way back out to London. Heading home is always adventure, with new things to see and experience. Tonight its my turn to cook then I think we're all going to watch a movie. I'm loving London but I seriously need to do something about that itch that more and more needs scratching.
I've decided I need to do a little more exploring of London, see a little more of the sites. Today is the day I've allocated to go to the British Museum. I wake up early, showering and dressing in comfy jeans and a t shirt. Packing a lunch and putting it all in my backpack.
I make sure to include my camera as I know there are going to be many objects I'll want to take photos of. The teacher in me is already thinking about how I can send the photos back to my old class so they can experience the amazing things I anticipate seeing too. For a moment I have a flashback to the guy who took my photo when I was last out in London. He had a great smile and I remember wishing I could have talked to him more. Funny the things you remember.
I get on the tube, feeling like an old pro at doing so. Making my way to Russell Square and walking back to the British Museum. I get there just as its opening, which was my plan, knowing I now have 7.5 hours to explore it. I pick up a map and begin to walk around the ground floor, exploring the different areas of the world through the displays. I take photos of areas of interest, reading wall displays and interactive computer screens to find out more about the areas I'm most fascinated with.
The day goes by fast and my stomach soon tells me its lunchtime. I decide to make the most of the picnic area the Museum provides and eat there. I watch the families having picnics, smiling at the antics of the children. In moments like this I have mixed emotions. I'm really happy to be in London, in England exploring something new. But I also miss having a class. I decide in that moment that perhaps I'll find out about being a relieving teacher. Maybe there could be a full time position.
Having finished lunch I carry on exploring the next two floor. Its becoming more obvious I won't manage to see it all today but the Museum isn't going anywhere and neither am I. I can come another day. I leave the Museum feeling happy to have explored somewhere new and make my way back out to London. Heading home is always adventure, with new things to see and experience. Tonight its my turn to cook then I think we're all going to watch a movie. I'm loving London but I seriously need to do something about that itch that more and more needs scratching.