Random musings, notes from travels II

My acclimation time was about a day and a half, it turned out.You know when it happens - the place you're visiting becomes familiar enough for you to feel comfortable - navigating, understanding the behaviour of the locals, the nuances of the culture, and yes, you even begin to think a bit like one. Anyway, the threshold has been passed.

Now, still feeling good from the Haagen Dasz (thaaaanks Augusta and Y), I set out today to become more cultured. The first stop was the Soho neighborhood, a pretty hip and trendy place, reminiscent of the Village but with a pronounced european twist (architecturally and socially). It was a pleasant walk and went off almost without an incident.

Then, I did the classical sightseeing walk including westminster bridge, big ben,
trafalgar square, and the national gallery [booooring]. (With the "Great Britain 2005" guide book in my hand, that scream "I'm a tourist" from 2000 miles away). And then for the main course, the British Museum was graced with my presence. Of all the artifacts and facts on display there I found only two interesting:

1. You are allowed to touch 5500 year old stones and vases and statues. With your grubby, dirty hands. Amazing.

2. The abundance of stuff older than the mabul date. Everytime I think I've buried the question in my mind, it resurfaces. Oh well [not that I don't have answers, just not entirely satisfactory ones].

And then I checked out the Jewish community @ golders green. Ok, fine, in truth I just went there to get my hott meal. From whence, cultured and full, I report to you. Peace out.