I just really don’t like beer (sorry), but I do like museums. My partner in crime, loves beer but is probably sick of museum by now . . . this place was like the perfect compromise, and turned out to work surprisingly well in my favour as this museum received an “it’s pretty good here isn’t it” seal of approval.
It’s a tricky one to find without google maps as it’s on the 5th floor of an unassuming tower block; not where you expect to find a museum, but I guess kites traditionally hang out fairly high up.
Set in beautiful grounds that were dripping with cherry blossom, the Tokyo National Museum is a sprawling mass of culture. It boasts a collection of around 116,000 objects including 88 National Treasures and 634 Important Cultural Properties (as of March 2017). The regular galleries display 3,000 of these works at any one time . . . a formula for cultural overload and happy museum exhaustion.
What’s the first thing you do in order to combat the dreaded jet lag having being awake approximately 20 hours on your journey over to Tokyo . . . well personally I’d recommend a trip to the local parasite museum. Sadly this recommendation would only work in Tokyo, since Meguro Parasitological Museum claims to be the only establishment in the world entirely devoted to these clingy critters.
I love receiving letters. In a world of instant communication there is something dramatically gratifying about being able to attach a stamped picture of the queens head to a piece of paper and it seemingly magically still makes its way to the desired destination. I had never heard of the Bath Postal Museum, but I thought ‘well why not’ and popped in; what a gem.
The Roman Bath have long been on my list of ‘things I have to go and see’ – it’s a formidable list. But I’ve been staring longingly at glossy magazine style images of the green-turquoise waters for too long so I took the plunge (no I didn’t fall in).
Down a side street in Bath is a terraced house, which looks pretty plain and much like the other houses in its row. But it’s a bit more special because it was in this house that William Herschel and his sister lived and in 1781 from the garden of this house, he discovered the planet Uranus.
Have you ever seen a jar of moles or a penis worm? What about some dodo bones, or the almost complete skeleton of a quagga? Well thanks to the Grant Museum I can tick those visions that have been missing from my life off the never ending list of bizarre and wonderful things to see at a museum.
*Broad sweeping statement* . . . Robots creep me out a little bit. I find mechanisms fascinating, but there is something about the desire to make a machine look human that I find quite bizarre. So I headed off to face my fear (or at least try to understand why there seems to be a desire for humanoid machines) at the Science Museums blockbuster ‘Robots’ exhibition, which sets out to tell a 500-year story of mechanical humans and our desire to re-create ourselves as machines.
The newly opened Jafar Gallery has nothing to do with Disney’s Aladdin, but it is full of an exotic collection of antiquities. The core of the collection consists of items gathered by an old Etonian Major William Joseph Myers, who bequeathed them to the Headmaster of Eton College upon his death at the end of the 19th century. It also includes gifts from the Duke of Newcastle, Lord Carnarvon of Tutankhamun fame and as well as items from archaeologist Leonard Woolley’s Al-Mina excavations.