Peanut Butter Sandwiches

Today after class, a group of us made our way to the British Museum. Along the journey, however, we had a few detours.

First, we stopped at a church by Gloucester station (near our hostel) where there was a dog in the church named Vee! Vee was very sad to let us go, but we had to move on. Next stop was King’s Cross station and St. Pancras station in order to see the train station. This station contained the platform 9 3/4 from Harry Potter where you can get your picture—for an absurdly high price, something like £10 which is around $13.20.

Continuing on our way to the British Museum we saw a contemporary ceramics gallery. This was something I was very interested in, given it’s a hobby of mine, but even though we talked about going there after the museum, we ran out of time. Thankfully we’ll return to London later in the month!

When you first walk into the British Museum and see the giant space in the center with Egyptian artifacts from thousands of years ago, it really takes you back, an experience similar to going to the V&A museum. Grace and I play this game where we tell each other what “speaks to us.” I saw this statue of this scarab beetle and I turned to Grace and said, “This speaks to me." It doesn’t really mean anything, but it's just a fun thing to do.

At 4:45 sharp we left for the area around Kiln Theatre in a haste. Thus began our search for food. Unfortunately, the tavern we were going to go to was sadly closed for a funeral so we redirected to a different restaurant. I took a look at the menu, but since the entrees started at £13 I decided against it. The atmosphere was nice, and Grace and Jonathan found food, but I’ll say it was a good thing Noah, Michael, and I brought peanut butter sandwiches.

The scarab statue that “spoke” to me.
The pub we finally found for dinner (note the sandwich bags and banana peels on the table).
The outside of King's Cross station.
St. Pancras station, which was the original King's Cross station.