Sometimes I spend longer trying to think of the post title than the actual post!

I went to the British museum. Based on my friend Hayley's recommendation but I have to admit William from the bar is the person that actually sold it to me. He put it this way, "You know why the British museum is the best museum? Because they stole all the good shit from everyone else in the world and put it all in one place." I have to admit it, but its true. I mean at that point I was tired of museums but when you put it that way, I'd have been an idiot to not go. It was pretty gnarly. And the British museum anticipated people like me that would be all musuemed out and put together a top 10 list of things you have to see if you are short on time. I wasn't that short on time but the blister in my foot did not want to go to the museum at all. 

I did go up to the specialty floor for the drawings and etchings and saw their Picasso exhibit. Looking at the etchings, it made me think of a friend that I haven't spoken to in 10 years. The only outing this friend and I went out on in the few years we knew each other was to see a movie about Picasso and his drawings. So Picasso always makes me think of this person. The not talking to him for 10 years did not make me sad, but the reason that we no longer talk is what made me sad. I kind of know what he is up to because my LinkedIn asked me if I knew him so I kind of saw how he was doing. Despite us having mutual friends, our friends don't talk about us to the other person. And I always come to the same conclusion that is stupid that we don't talk anymore but I have made my peace with it. But thinking about this person, did not help my homesickness blues that started to creep up in London.  

But also let's talk about Picasso. I think he was a little into bestiality. He would draw himself as a Centaur engaged in passionate embraces and more with his mistress or model in the pictures. And I mean the rest of the etching wasn't symbolic so it leads me to believe that him being a centaur wasn't a symbolic gesture and leads me to believe he was into bestiality. I could be wrong but that's just me. 

Oh yeah, and the British museum has the Rosetta Stone. Kind of a big deal. But it didn't move me as I thought it would. I mean it's awesome that it unlocked so much history but....it just didn't move me. But I would still advise people to see it. 

My favorite exhibit in the British museum was the Gallery of Clocks and Watches. There was a clock that was created as a ship and it would sit on the table of kings and the mast would launch when it hit a certain time and people on the ship would walk to announce that it was dinner time. It was sooooo cool. The British museum also had a gold medal on display so you could see what people were wearing around their necks. Another cool part of the museum was the African part. I noticed that much of the items in the museum were only a century or two old which made me sad since Africa has had the oldest civilizations in the world since that is were human beings originated from. However, in the middle of the display is a tree, The Tree of Life that was made from recycled guns that were collected from a drive in Mozambique. They would trade their guns from their war for farm equipment. The tree that they created is very breathtaking, at least for me. I was very moved at the art that they made from the collected guns. It is reported that 7 million guns are still hidden within the landscape of Mozambique. I would recommend seeing that Tree of Life in person. 

There are 2 things I wanted to do in London that I did not get to. I didn't get to go to St. Paul's Cathedral but at this point if you've seen one you've seen them all right? Probably not but I'll see next time. The other thing I didn't get to go do was go to Portobello Road. Now, many of you won't know what this is so let me explain. Portobello Road is just a road that has shops and a market. Nothing spectacular really. But the reason I wanted to go was based on the movie "Bedknobs and Broomsticks"which isn't a great movie, nor is it new or fancy but it's very special to me. When I was little, it was the first VHS (I'm showing my age here) that I owned. I actually remember the day that my dad brought it home for me as a present and I watched it a 100 times. My friend Jessica who grew up with me, HATED that movie. I for whatever reason liked it. But anyway, in the movie they go to Portobello Road and buy a knob. I wanted a knob from Portobello Road kind of as a keepsake and souvenir but didn't get a chance to go. Next time it is on my to do list!