
Int. Heathrow 6: 30 am. Didn't sleep much on the flight from Changi, so when I stepped out into the 1 degree C air in London, I almost didn't feel it - until I did. Brrrr. Didn't sleep at Liam's due to sheer excitement, so had a shower and headed straight for the famous British Museum...

The very first thing I bumped into was the Rosetta Stone - you know, that chunk of rock with two Egyptian and one Greek script that provided the key to translating Egyptian texts, and which has become a symbol of the importance of translation between languages. Interestingly, it was moved from the museum from 1917-19 to protect it from possible bombing raids during WWI. How times have changed (considering the countless US tanks rolling over pristine archeological sites in once-ancient Babylon).

(Homer, Hesiod)
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