I have a confession to make. Up until last week I had never been to the Natural History Museum. Apparently this is some kind of crime. However, I finally made the effort to go (mainly thanks to the added incentive of wine). Me and a pal decided to check of the Natural History Museum Lates, that happens every last Friday of the month. Basically they keep the museum open late for over 18s and plonk a bar in the middle of it. This allows you to walk around the museum when its quiet around and with a bottle of wine, double win!
I have walked past it on many occasions and always admired its grandeur.
But the inside is even more spectacular.
As we walked around I realised something, I know absolutely squat about Natural History. So although the displays and the sheer quantity of stuffed animals was very impressive, I felt like I was lacking the basic knowledge to really appreciate the information in front of me.
I also did not expect the dinosaurs to move. I feel like I had been lulled into a false sense of security by all the stuffed animals that still roam the earth giraffes, bears etc, that seeing a massive great T Rex come to life scared the S*** out of my a tiny bit. Don’t judge me, my Dad made me go on the Back to the Future ride in Florida when I was six years old (you’re in a jeep simulator being chased by a massive T Rex), that’s enough to scar you for life.
Anyway, with two cousins of mine much more educated on this Natural History stuff than I am, next time I’ll drag them along to be my personal tour guides and teachers so I can feel a little more enlightened and a little less like a terrified six year old.