There, we sought to follow Tennyson’s advice to wear out our feet in search of knowledge and stuff.  (Cut me some slack, I was an Early Modernist, not a Victorian.)

As Penn noted, the museum is both overwhelming and awesome, which meant we had to refuel.  The big restaurant is closed for refurbishment and reimagining, leaving us with the pop-up No. 63.  It offered crazy good holiday themed turkey BLTs (with stuffing and cranberry sauce) and wickedly rich roasted tomato soup with some oregano infused oil.  And, wonderfully crusty bread.  Yay–we were ready to throw ourselves back into the depths of history.

I’m a smart person and a pretty decent writer, but words are inadequate to express what it’s like to share thousands of years of history with one’s kids.  Truly amazing 🙂

And, then we were off for a proper English tea–also very Britty.  But, I had cappuccino.  (Even in England, tea is disgusting, but that’s just me.)  Big thumbs up for the scones, tarts and raspberry jam from all at the table, except Harper, who shunned the scones and went for the lemon cupcakes with strawberry icing–which seemed to have three ingredients, all of them sugar.  We picked our tea place because it offered a 2 for 1 special online, and it turned out to be quite mod, which bright orange walls, free form floral shaped chandeliers, and the coolest sinks in the world.  Sugar high!

And, then, it was off to Matilda, which is just as funny, touching, clever, and engaging as everyone says.  Because London theaters are much smaller than their NY cousins, it felt like we could touch the stage, which made the show even more electric.  Loved it!

So today’s lessons: history is awesome, scones are yummy, Matilda rocks, going “All Anne Kress” works across national boundaries, and wings are the perfect ending to every day.