We spent the morning seeing the public staterooms at Buckingham Palace. Once again, we weren't allowed to take picures, so we don't have a lot to show. It wasn't anywhere near as impressive as Hampton Court, in any case.
Our AirBnB place in Picadilly Circus was really close to everything, so we decided to walk to Buckingham Palace.
The tour of Buckingham Palace was annoying in that there was only one bathroom available, and it was at the end of the 1.5-hr tour. They really wouldn't let me just use the bathroom and then come back for the tour. They also didn't tell you that you couldn't take pictures until after you'd bought your tickets. So, I'm warning you now, if you do this, go to the bathroom somewhere in the park first, and be prepared for no photography.
It was very pretty inside, but there were a lot of exhibits about the living royal family, in which I had no particular interest. I just wanted to see the beauty of the architecture and decor. I was especially impressed by the Blue and White Drawing Rooms. I did think to myself, though, that the decorators had displayed a great disregard for any principle of sustainability.
I had planned to see the Victoria & Albert Museum, a museum of design, but one of our friends highly recommended the Natural History Museum. I thought Eric might like that better, so we went there instead.
The museum was divided into four general color-coded areas, and most of the exhibits that interested us most were in the geology section, the Red Zone. There was a long line for the dinosaur bones, so we skipped most of them and went straight to Red.
I'd never heard of Pele's hair before and I think it is pretty rare, but it was presented as being as common as the others. I suppose it's possible that it is very common but that it's light and blows away, but you would think that it would collect somewhere. Somewhere, at the base of some mountain, there would be an accumulation of Pele's hair, in the same way that there are accumulations of dust bunnies in the corner of your bedroom. I suspect the truth is that, while Pele's hair is very pretty and makes a nice exhibit, most of the time, volcanoes just produce 'a'a' and pa'hoehoe.
I had been led to believe that a volcanic explosion would help solve the climate change problem, because the ash cloud would cool things off. According to this volcano exhibit, volcanic eruptions release carbon dioxide into the atmosphere and are associated with the atmosphere's warming periods. The atmosphere cools when no volcanoes explode for a significant period. So, an eruption will only make things worse.
We did not get to ride the escalator, however, because they closed it more than 15 minutes before closing the museum. This was a huge disappointment, and it wasn't really fair.
First, we found the food halls, with the tea, the cheese, and the chocolate. Wow. You could do your grocery shopping here. It was incredible. Then, we went looking for the bookstore. On the way, we went through some art for sale.
We didn't want to be too ostentatious with the photography, but our jaws were dropping at all of the stuff. There was a surreal melted clock the size of a twelve-year-old. There were sculptures, bags, perfumes, shoes... wow. There was even a Quatari sheeshah lounge, obviously catering to the neighborhood customers. The bookstore was unbelievable. The selection! The beauty of all of the books! Everything was so beautiful.
The Harrod's experience cheered us up somewhat after having missed out on riding the escalator through the world at the Natural History Museum. We walked around Knightsbridge, seeing one Lamborghini after another, feeling all of the money that surrounded us in London. Earlier, after the luxury of Buckingham Palace, we had walked through some of the properties of the Grosvenor estate. London has wealth. Lots of wealth. A kind of wealth we don't really see in San Francisco.
We needed to get up early for the train to Paris in the morning, so we had a reasonably good and expeditious Chinese dinner in Knightsbridge.
On to Paris.