Sometimes I think my brain will just explode, from learning so much in London museums!Today I took in a very educational and inspiring exhibit at the Natural History Museum, called Darwin: Big Idea, Big Exhibition, and learned a lot about the development of the theory of evolution and about Darwin's life and times. In addition to the very informative explanatory panels, there were many original documents that were quite thrilling to examine. The neatest things, though, were actual specimens that he collected on the Voyage of the Beagle, including a tiny beetle picked up in Bahia Blanca, Argentina, that I made a point of noticing in particular. (I'll be seeing you (on TV, at least) soon, Manu!)
Unfortunately, they didn't allow photos in the special exhibition, but the fine statute of Darwin shown above has pride of place in the main hall of the Museum all the time. Everything is gearing up for the bicentennial of his birth next year, and I was sadly somewhat embarrassed by the idea that in the U.S. he's probably more likely to be vilified than venerated. But he certainly is appreciated here!
Since I'd already toured the Museum earlier in my visit, I didn't spend time in any of the other galleries today, but I was struck anew by the lovely architecture of the building itself.

Yesterday I did little that was blog-worthy, although I did stop off at the Council offices of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea (where I've been residing) and deposited some used
camera batteries in their gumball-machine-like recycling bin. I wonder if they'll be puzzled about what "HEB" means on some of the batteries in their bin? (Click on the photo at the right to see a larger version, where you should be able just to make out the logo so familiar to San Antonians, but rather alien-looking over here.)A landmark was reached yesterday, however, that must be noted: only 1 week until our return to Texas! I can't believe how fast the semester has flown. I met with my last class today, which is something of a relief to me, although my job as teacher is far from over since I have 25 final papers to grade before we leave.
I have enjoyed the teaching, and the students have been wonderful. But I really miss my regular job and will be glad to get back to it. Rather nice to realize, I suppose, that one has made most of the right choices in life, and has ended up in a career for which one is much better suited, than perhaps some others that were considered along the way, such as classroom teaching.


