[It’s (Canadian) Thanksgiving Day today! I cooked up a right scoff yesterday so today I get to laze about and eat left-overs.]
With the exception of my very first trip to London (waaaay back in 1999), I’ve gone to the British Museum every time.
Why? Well, it’s free. So why not?
Also, I really like stuff – and there’s a lot of stuff in the British Museum.
I enjoy milling about the Greek and Egyptian areas. I always take a look at the Rosetta Stone (because it’s awesome), and I always take a picture of this temple. 3 visits, 3 pictures.
I think it’s because on my first visit I took a picture of this temple and I didn’t particularly know what it was (I thought it was interesting). Then, when I went back again I saw it and took another picture. Now I just take a picture every time.
It’s fun to have some kind of constant when you consistently travel to a place. Like, going to New York and always taking a picture of Times Square.
Another thing I like about the British Museum is that I always find something new. It’s so damn big that I never get to see all of it in one trip, but I always stumble across something different that I didn’t know was there.
My first trip I found swords and skulls. My second trip I found clocks and timekeepers. My third trip I found a bit of Easter Island.
Because the museums are free (although you can give a donation if you like) you don’t feel pressured to see everything. You can simply see what you want to see and then wander around for an hour or so. I like wandering – wandering leads to stumbling upon things you never would have thought to look for.