We had a good time at the British Museum. It's free, so we were stoked. We were also stoked to have someone offer to take our family picture. This doesn't happen very often.
First stop in the museum: the cafeteria.
We busted out some sandwiches that we bought the previous night at Tesco. I think the simplest combination of flavors available was egg and cucumber with mayonnaise. Kind of sick.
On this trip Sloane got really attached to her mommy. That's why most of the picture of Sloane are with Grace holding her. You can tell from this one that she was pretty upset when Lance got too close.
Zhou dynasty bronzes. The Chinese holdings in the British Museum were a little disappointing. Maybe they have other things in storage that they rotate throughout their displays, but the exhibit definitely lacked the breadth and quality of holdings of the National Museum in Taipei. Then again, nothing compares to Taipei's Gugong--a trip to that museum alone is worth the cost of a plane ticket to Taiwan.
This is a Qing dynasty plate that was apparently commissioned by a foreign visitor to China. The subject matter of the picture is Christian and the Chinese artist is obviously not used to painting nude bodies.
The Rosetta Stone.
An Egyptian lid to a sarcophagus.
Down in the tube. When people still shot photos using film security guards would seize your camera and expose the pictures you took of the underground. Now I guess they can't do anything about all of the digital cameras.
Sloane with a firm grip on the tube.
Big Ben. We decided we needed to hit some of the more iconic British landmarks. 10 years ago when Lance lived in London he can't even remember coming to see Big Ben. It's just a clock.
Waiting in line to get in Westminster Abbey.
You can't take pictures inside.
The Thames with the London Eye in the background. We said London was sunnier than New York and Paris.
On a tour of the Tower of London with a beefeater.
The British military are not allowed to get haircuts.
A beefeater up close.
Outside the Crown Jewels.
Display of armor inside the Tower itself.
This is a medieval toilet. There is a hole in that wooden plank into which one evacuates his or her bowels. The refuse then descends down a shaft and collects in a cesspit at the bottom.
Sloane doing a jig.
We hung out with some of Loren and Tomoko's friends near Russell Square. The food at this pub was good: some of the highlights were mackerel paste to spread on pita bread, pig cheeks, and sticky toffee pudding.
If you want, you can look at Loren's face. It's on the right side of the picture.
We had a good time at the British Museum. It's free, so we were stoked. We were also stoked to have someone offer to take our family picture. This doesn't happen very often. 
First stop in the museum: the cafeteria. 
We busted out some sandwiches that we bought the previous night at Tesco. I think the simplest combination of flavors available was egg and cucumber with mayonnaise. Kind of sick. 
On this trip Sloane got really attached to her mommy. That's why most of the picture of Sloane are with Grace holding her. You can tell from this one that she was pretty upset when Lance got too close. 
Zhou dynasty bronzes. The Chinese holdings in the British Museum were a little disappointing. Maybe they have other things in storage that they rotate throughout their displays, but the exhibit definitely lacked the breadth and quality of holdings of the National Museum in Taipei. Then again, nothing compares to Taipei's Gugong--a trip to that museum alone is worth the cost of a plane ticket to Taiwan. 
This is a Qing dynasty plate that was apparently commissioned by a foreign visitor to China. The subject matter of the picture is Christian and the Chinese artist is obviously not used to painting nude bodies. 
The Rosetta Stone.
An Egyptian lid to a sarcophagus. 
Down in the tube. When people still shot photos using film security guards would seize your camera and expose the pictures you took of the underground. Now I guess they can't do anything about all of the digital cameras. 
Sloane with a firm grip on the tube. 
Big Ben. We decided we needed to hit some of the more iconic British landmarks. 10 years ago when Lance lived in London he can't even remember coming to see Big Ben. It's just a clock. 
Waiting in line to get in Westminster Abbey. 
You can't take pictures inside.
The Thames with the London Eye in the background. We said London was sunnier than New York and Paris. 
On a tour of the Tower of London with a beefeater. 
The British military are not allowed to get haircuts. 
A beefeater up close. 
Outside the Crown Jewels. 
Display of armor inside the Tower itself.
This is a medieval toilet. There is a hole in that wooden plank into which one evacuates his or her bowels. The refuse then descends down a shaft and collects in a cesspit at the bottom. 
Sloane doing a jig.
Trafalgar Square outside the National Gallery. Also fun 'cause it's free. 
We hung out with some of Loren and Tomoko's friends near Russell Square. The food at this pub was good: some of the highlights were mackerel paste to spread on pita bread, pig cheeks, and sticky toffee pudding. 
If you want, you can look at Loren's face. It's on the right side of the picture.
2 comments:
Sloane你真的愈來愈可愛了
趕快回台灣給阿姨抱抱啦
it really is weird that the British military can't get haircuts
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