I have failed, again, to write any sort of travellogue. I have been in the UK about a week now, the second time in my life. I have been to Darwin’s house (Downe House), to Blechley Park (where Alan Turing helped crack the enigma machine during the war). None of these things have I written about, and knowing myself, I may not.
However, today I am resting on a bench, while my feet recover from walking a lot today. This morning Vadim and I set off in search of the fish tongue louse, which is suppossedly housed at the “Horniman Museum”. This museum had a lovely garden, some fish and old masks, a unicorn exhibit, but no fish parasites.
I suppose I should mention why I am resting. My feet hurt. They hurt because I am wearing my vibrams everywhere. Walking everywhere in them if liberating, awkward, and good exercise. In that order.
Liberating because my usual walking fatigue is gong – these shoes are not heavey. Awkward because the vibrams are unusual, and while being unusual is fun when at home, it is discomforting when in a strange country, full of “polite” English people.
The exercise comes from the fact my foot musculature must improve from walking without foot support.
Thinking back to last year, though, I feel that I experience less foot discomfort in these strange toe shoes…
Anyway, I might as well talk about the London Zoo. It is pretty big. It has many types of animals, and seems to provide a lot of conservation information…