"The world is a book, and those who do Not travel read only A page"
- Saint Augustine
For today's agenda, my friends and I decided to do a little time travelling. Our curiosity took us to the Museum of London, where we took the liberty to educate ourselves outside of the classroom. The museum itself boasted ancient artifacts dating back to the time of cavemen, but unfortunately no dinosaurs (I purposefully skipped my research prior to coming here for the surprise factor). Although I was disappointed by the absence of these gigantic beasts (which I would've loved to experiment with in my cooking), I was met with a spine-tingling experience as I entered the "Pleasure Garden" exhibit.
The first thing I noticed when I stepped into the room was the dark, eerie atmosphere. And the mannequins. Faceless creatures clothed in frilly dresses and tailored suits, the beauty of their attire masked by an ominous sense of inconceivable longing. I felt vulnerable within this chilling room, under careful surveillance for any signs of weakness; however, it dawned on me that this feeling of foreboding was self-induced, and in the end this room was just another exhibit in a museum. I walked out feeling refreshed and ready to tackle our second stop of the day, the British Museum. The museum was much larger than I could've imagined, but there was only one thing that I needed to see: mummies. My friends and I had the same idea, and we wasted no time in journeying to the room of ancient Egyptians, casually bypassing displays of ancient weaponry and extravagant jewelry. When we arrived at our destination, I was not surprised to see that the beautifully preserved sarcophagi were the main attraction among the massive crowd of visitors. I lost myself within the crowd, but I met up with my friends shortly afterwards so we could discuss the most crucial part of our trip: finding a place to eat. We ultimately decided on 'fish and chips' for an early dinner (it was already 5pm by the time we exited the museum) because our friend, Kristel, was craving British cuisine. As usual, we explored around the area looking for a suitable restaurant, but we had to backtrack several times before we settled on North Sea Fish, which I can only assume specialized in serving fish caught from the north seas. Sarcasm aside, the food was surprisingly tasty. Or maybe I was just starving. Anyway, it was another fulfilling day, and I'll close out by saying "Happy Zombie Day!" (managed to catch a procession of them dragging their undead selves around town).
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