Wow, Greenwich is really far from central London.
We rode out to the Cutty Sark DLR station and had some lunch at the Old Brewery. Fish and chips, which I once again neglected to photograph, because I am ridiculous. It was pretty good stuff.
The gift shop at Discover Greenwich was another cool one. One of the things I liked about the various museum gift shops in London was that they didn’t all have the same stuff. We bought a poster of Admiral Nelson for a friend of ours who enjoys naval history and set off up the hill to the Royal Observatory.
It misted on us the whole way up. I got love-attacked by a very wet terrier, too. It was weird to see so many off-leash dogs, though I guess that’s pretty standard in the parks in the UK.
The Royal Observatory has a very nice collection of telescopes and timepieces. I don’t have a lot to say about it I guess, but if you enjoy old clocks you will like the displays there. Plus there’s a big brass line on the ground showing you where one hemisphere begins and the other ends.
Then we walked back down through Greenwich. It’s easy to navigate, even in the windy little streets, because the Cutty Sark is visible above just about all the buildings.
We rode back into central London and got off at Tottenham Court Road to visit the British Museum. We chose to go to the museum on Friday because they have extended hours. You could spend an entire day there – we didn’t try to do everything.
Of course, we probably wasted a lot of time giggling and making Mass Effect jokes.
“Looks like a Prothean to me.”
There are so many cool exhibits there that I can’t even begin to mention them all. There are enormous halls of Egyptian statues and inscriptions, and of course the Rosetta Stone. All the Parthenon sculptures I studied in art history are there.
And there’s this:
Gotta love a famous fake.
After the museum, we looked for a place to get dinner on my Yelp app. It came up with Punjab.
Punjab has been serving Northern Indian food to Londoners since the 40s. It really hit the spot.
We followed it up with gelato from a place up the street called Scoop.
While we walked along the street eating our gelato, we spotted Bob. I didn’t know anything about him, but James Bowen had copies of his book out where they were performing. We dropped some money in his cup – we’re suckers for a cat doing tricks, I guess. Then we hopped on the train at Holborn and headed home to watch game shows until we fell asleep.
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