Westminster Abbey and British Museum

This morning, Emily and I went to Westminster Abbey. The initial tube ride there was rather nerve racking and tense. As the day progressed, things began to feel normal again. The sense of safety is rather illusory, though. There's not much in the way of security- at least that I can see.

Westminster Abbey was fascinating, of course. We saw the tombs of the Tudors and I snapped a shot of the Wilberforce memorial for Fr. Ron. Afterwards, we met up with Amelia at the British museum and saw all the pottery, statues and mummies that have been featured in every history and humanities book since the 1940s.

The pay internet is running out of coin again...more later.