The British Musuem

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Before coming on this trip, a friend told me all about the British Musuem. Apparently there are rows of mummies, greek statues, priceless relics from the ancient world, and cherished biblical manuscripts. Someone even told me the rosetta stone was there.

Well, I did go to the British Musuem, but I cannot vouch for the exhibits. Can say, however, that I paid $5 for the privelage of getting in to see absolutely nothing of significance.

Musuems are usually open late on thursday nights. I’m not sure why, could someone comment and fill me in? I love it though, when I’m staying soemwhere it’s really fun to go out to dinner, then visit the musuem. A little mini-date with myself, hey, I WAS homeschooled.

This time I went to “Ultimate Burger,” a burger joint that sounded over-keen, but turned out ot be FABULOUS. It helps that it was about 7:30 and I was famished. The musuem is only a couple blocks from there (probably a few miles from my hotel though), so in I went.

Knowing what the musuem allegedly has to offer, I dropped $5 into the donations bin. I know, I know, cheap. You see, when I like an exhibit I donate there too, I figure if they track these things they appreciate that because if gives fiscal feedback for the performance of their exhibits. Well, dropping that $5 in was a huge mistake.

When I got in there were tons of people, all milling about. They had special £35 tours for the little pottery warriers from china or some crap like that, so I kept walking… straight toward the ancient egypt and greek/roman exhibit. You see, I would pay $100 to see a real mummy, or to be close enough to touch a real greek statue. This stuff really rocks my world. I get to the exhibit entrance and notice it is cosed. There’s also not crowds of people screaming and pounding on the doors, like I wanted to do. “Oh well,” I say to myself, “You’re a reasonable person, just go look at the other exhibits, maybe I can get in here from there… like the stupid underground stations that all link together such that you wonder why anyone walks above ground ever.” No dice. Closed. Closed. Closed. Everything’s closed. The only thing I got to see before leaving was some piece of crap totem pole from BRITISH freaking COLUMBIA! If I wanted to see a totem pole from BC I woudl have driven there from my HOME. Not only that, but the pole was built in 1910, hardly a rare antiquity. The guy that made it might still even be alive. Give me a break.

All in all, the British Musuem cost me $25 for all the transportation and donations. When leaving there was a huge banner hanging over the exit that made me want to punch someone: “The British Musuem - Open to the Public Since 1753.” Not hard to be open to the public when there’s nothing in there, mates.

If you go to the British Musuem, be sure not to go on that one special night where they are open late, and have no exhibits open. It sucks. Oh, and don’t drop in a donation, for me please.