After the British Museum, I went to Trafalgar Square to visit the National Museum, which contains paintings from the 1500s to the 1900s. After the British Museum, it was a letdown; you can only take so stylized paintings of Jesus, Mary, and various saints in a short period of time, and after the grandeur of the objects in the other museum, the paintings seemed lame. Some of the newer impressionist paintings were very nice, but the collection pales when compared with the Musee de Orsay in Paris. It made me wish I’d gone to the British Library instead, but oh well. At any rate, the square was picturesque:
After the museum, I met Suzie and the boys at the London Eye, which is a huge ferris-wheel on the south bank of the Thames. It is so large, and moves so slowly, that it takes 30 minutes to make one revolution. Probably not worth the price, but the kids wanted to go, and I enjoyed it also, as it afforded great views of London.
Finally, after ragging on the boys a bit in a prior post, I have to say that I actually missed them (a little) during my solo jaunt. Museums aren’t quite as fun when you don’t have anyone to share them with, and teenagers bring a, um, unique perspective to things sometimes. So I was happy to see my boys again on the Eye:
Now, a puzzle — Can you find Suzie?
And last, I promised Andrew I’d post one picture of him skateboarding in London, so here ’tis:
Categories: Travel -- London