the un-cultured club

Saturday, 31 August 2013

on monday, purely for something to talk about back at work on tuesday, so as to not be shamed into 'wasting' a long weekend (don't know how watching an entire season of orange is the new black could be considered a waste, but anyway), boyfriend and i finally showered and left our house for the first time since saturday morning. wanting to avoid the carnival crowds, but still do something 'worthwhile' and 'cultural', we headed to south kensington; museum bound.


believe it or not, but in the (almost) three years i've lived in london, i've not been to any of the museums. well, one - but i paid no attention. you wanna know why? because i think museums are boring. there, i've said it. and i feel guilty about it. irregardless, i stubbornly convinced boyfriend that it would be a nice day out, and so out we went. by the time we'd left the house just after midday though, we (me) had been bickering all morning, storming around doing all the chores we'd (stupidly) left til the last minute, and i was firmly in the throws of  'giving the silent treatment'. i also decided, two minutes from the station, that i wasn't happy with my outfit, and made him come back with me while i changed. it was all going really well, wouldn't you agree?




we started at the V&A because i'd heard good things. except, the good things i'd heard were about the exhibitions, that we weren't prepared to pay for. "productive saturdays" as they're known, are meant to be free. granted, it was monday, but same rules apply. we walked around a bit, looking at all the old clothes and artifacts, and yeah, some of it is quite cool and old and interesting and stuff, but generally... it's not all that. we were there - i kid you not, maybe an hour and a half.



famished, we headed into south kensington to source some nutrition. we didn't find any. instead, we went straight back to where we came, but slightly to the left, and headed into the natural history museum. boyfriend was looking forward to seeing the dinosaurs. i was looking forward to going to the cafe. we walked about... looking at things and stuff... mostly dead birds and animals. the line for the dinosaurs was almost a hour long, so we forgot about that. oh, there was a blue whale! it was massive! buuuut besides that, well...  not a lot was happening.

and this is the worst blog post ever.
happy saturday!



10 comments:

  1. I'm also one of those who finds museums boring and feels guilty but hey at least they're free! (For the most part...) try going to the natural history museum on a Thursday night. They have live music, drinking and you can walk around getting pissed ;) x

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    1. oh, museum lates! that will be fun!

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  2. No its not haha I found it funny to read :)
    I love your blog!
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  3. :O I LOVE the V&A - not sure we can be best mates now ;)

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  4. haha this tickled me, well done on trying to be cultured! x


    Leanne - A Slice of My Life

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  5. Ahaha! You're hilarious! I'm not a fan of every kind of museum, but I LOVE natural history museums, local history museums, and museums that showcase the art in practical items like fashion, housewares, etc.

    I hope the cafe was at least good!

    -Becca
    Ladyface Blog

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    1. you actually would love the V&A cos that's exactly what it's like! x

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  6. That really looks like a fun little outing! I would love seeing those old dresses...

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