Continued from London 2026 Day 3 Part 1.

We’ve got a short break at home base before we go to our one timed event for the day, British Museum.

7 Dials. We are close enough to the British Museum that we’ll just walk there.

And we are here.

Go through security to enter.

What does that sign say?

Oh yeah…there were a lot of people sitting on the steps. Guess its not enforced.

And we are in! We made a reservation for a timed entry only to arrive to find out that they are not enforcing any reservations at all. You show up, you get in for free with or without any reservations…and I had to pay for the reservations!!! Oh well, at least it goes to the museum. I I just wished that I knew they didn’t enforce the timed entry so I could just drop by whenever.

It’s kind of hot here in the atrium with all that glass roof.

First stop, Rosetta Stone.

It was crowded so PL offered to go up there to take a photo for me since she said she’s smaller and can squeeze through.

And here’s RL taking a photo of PL taking a photo for KL.

LKL is so intent on putting bunny ears on his sisters heads that he looks at them instead of at the camera.

NO! Stop doing that, look at the camera instead!

I want this at the entrance to my house.

Then a bunch of pottery from RL’s photos. One parent is on LKL duty, the other parent is on camera duty. Girls are generally self roaming.

Self roaming.

LKL duty.

Never once did any of my kids chill out and fall asleep like that in a public space.

Too much to see.

Loves gold. Like seriously, squeaks “Gold!” and runs across the room. How did this attitude come about? I definitely don’t think we fostered it as RL and I couldn’t care less about jewelry.

We’ve walked a lot today, our legs are tired.

That’s a pretty big difference to go from Africa to Europe…what’s next, Asia? RL says this reminds her of the Indian Jones and the Crystal Skull movie.

Easter Island called, they’d want that back…and Egypt wants all the Egyptian stuff that the British archeologists took back in the day.

A lifetime of pills.

I step on you!

Is the stepping on ferocity or benevolence?

Fish with mustache and kids with mustaches…except LKL put his mustache under his mouth. Haha. Soul patch.

Oh, mummies. Mummies gave me nightmares as a kid. I hope the kids don’t have nightmares tonight.

The kids wanted to see if the butt was well preserved like the rest of the body, it was.

Both RL and CL really liked this.

Needs attention.

Like…nonstop.

Droopy boobies.

Love this funny looking thing.

Found art! CL said that this water damage stain looks like a bird. It does, doesn’t it?

Ass eating.

Was there a fight to see who gets to model this treasure?

CL asked if we knew what this was, we said yes, it’s a cloak. She said no, it’s a barber cape. I mean…it could be.

Alright, that’s all we’ve got for the day here. Time to visit the gift shop.

We decided to find a place to sit while the girls kept on going with more gift shop browsing.

All done, let’s get out of there and go find some dinner. The Girls said the gift shop was their favorite part by far…

Dinner spot.

Private part. We waited, and they were supposed to be open. I see people inside, but the door is locked. Finally someone came out when they saw us standing around and looking in….oh wait…the door opens inwards and I kept on pulling on it. I’m an idiot…

They must know what they were doing what they wrote I love BM, right? Right?

Ultimate Japanese comfort food for me, Katsudonburi.

Dinner hit the spot. The kids love sushi and they’ve been asking for sushi for a couple of days now.

Sun dial on each different side with wildly different patterns. This one doesn’t work as accurately, but it makes sense.

Sunny day, gonna make use of our rooftop terrace this evening. The sun sets super late so it’s still quite sunny.

Cutie.

RL’s rhubarb pie from Borough Market this morning. She said it only tasted ok.

Our dryer kept on stopping with the code “container”. Some Googling yielded that we need to dump out the water. I guess instead of venting to the outside, the water from the wet clothes just condenses into this container and you then just dump it out when it’s full.

Continued at London Day 4.