I don't think anyone in the world gets as excited about Natural History museums as Marc does. We hadn't even been to London's famous one yet, but when they opened up a huge new Darwin exhibit, we could put it off no longer! We went during the opening weekend of the exhibit and Marc seriously almost died of bliss. He went through the exhibit twice, while I hustled over to the Victoria & Albert Museum to gawk at Elizabethan furniture and household items. Total nerds.
The Temple of Marc, otherwise known as the Natural History Museum,
and the ice skating rink they set up for Christmas. I love London.
Inside -- so classic
In Hyde Park (which we passed through on our epic walk from the train station to the museum) there is a corner designated as "Speakers' Corner", where anyone can take up a post on a stool and have their say about anything. There were about 10 different people giving speeches from mini-pulpits while we were there, but this guy was the best, cooly smoking a cigarette while he pontificated on the similarities of world religions.
Marble Arch at Hyde Park
My two favorite animals. Happily, these are models and not the art of taxidermy. Natural History museums are weird. I feel vaguely guilty, walking around staring at all the dead, stuffed animals, killed for humans to stare at. Marc claims they all died of natural causes.
I also feel like I'm gazing into the past, into Victorian science, which is cool, I guess.
The famous "Harrods" has the best Christmas lights up and some seriously impressive window displays. Did some Christmas shopping. Even people like Marc like shopping at Christmas, as long as the ubiquitous English crowds are held at bay!
We had fish and chips and watched the ice skaters near the museum.
Best part: seeing big burly men in Harley Davidson jackets doing big cartoony biffs!