Night at the Museum
Apparently the place to be on a Friday night is the Victoria and Albert Museum. We spent a good two and a half hours wandering through there last night amidst an atmosphere of improvised concerts and organized mayhem. We felt like we were crashing some private function, but it turns out it’s just the place to go. Oddly enough we ran into Martin‘s sister and brother-in-law there, scoping the place out themselves.
