After finally locating the Museum and waiting for it to open, I went inside.  I mean, I must have…  I have pictures of some of the exhibits and I wrote about it in my journal.  Ergo I must have gone inside.

The problem is that I don’t remember much about it.

Even looking through my photos I’m realizing how much I don’t remember.  For example, I was finally able to get up close to the Rosetta Stone.  Usually it’s so crowded by tourists that you can barely get a photo of half of it.  That morning I was able to spend time with the Stone and actually look at it.

Not that I can remember it.  Thank goodness I took this picture.

I do, however, remember this clock.  It was really cool because from the time the ball went through its path about a minute had passed.  Maybe it wasn’t the most accurate, but it was fun to watch.

What I don’t remember is that I went this way to find the Egyptian Mummies.  I don’t think I ever saw the mummies – I think I got distracted by clocks and then forgot about mummies.

And even though I was super excited to see the Lewis Chessmen, I don’t really remember seeing them…

As a former chess-master (well, I was the best chess player in my junior high school), this was something I really wanted to see.  If I think really hard I can almost picture the room.

And of course, there’s the odd picture of something that I don’t remember taking, and have no idea what the object is. 

I seriously have no idea what this is.  Why did I take this picture?  What room is it located in?  What is it?

Apparently wandering around a museum while extremely tired is the same thing as going to a party drunk.  The next morning you have no idea what you did, but there are lots of photos.

I’m sensing an idea for a new museum game…