Turns out I should have listened to Cory. He knows we are not the stereotypical museum type. During the 1.5 hours spent at the V&A I felt a bit as if we were at a giant house of a hoarder of random things (some might argue that these random things are art). For example, we spent some time in a room full of silver. There were hundreds of silver cups, big silver cups, small silver cups, silver cups from Asia, silver cups that were old, some that were new, they were EVERYWHERE. Then you would move into the silver communion cups and there would be a hundred more. Then silver crosses, silver spoons, silver plates, aghhhhh. After the silver there were statues, textiles, costumes, photographs, furniture, the list goes on and on.
Brady probably got more enjoyment out of the museum than Cory and I did. For one, they had phones you could pick up every so often and he thought it was cool to answer the phone. He also thought it was really cool to run through the corridors, particularly the ones where it was dead silent with a random person here and there sketching a random thing.
I did think the glass sculpture in the main atrium of the museum was pretty cool.
Our walk home from the museum goes through Hyde park. We had not yet seen the Princess Diana Memorial Fountain so made a pit stop by the fountain. Brady had fallen asleep by this point, but I was able to pose for a photo. We also saw a really cool disk thing (not sure what to call it, probably 'art') that showed the cloud reflections.
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