Found the British Museum easily enough, though by the time we got there, we only had a few hours before we had to shoot off back to Regent's Park. While we were initially boosted by the Rosetta Stone, three of the other things we wanted very much to see based on word of mouth and our brochure were unavailable, leaving us with the impression that the British just didn't want to share their treasures with a bunch of surly Yanks (well, I was surly, the people letting us down were very polite). The Piltdown Man was in an area being renovated, the Prints and Paintings exhibit was closed until 2007, and the enormous jade turtle was being toured at the time. We did see some lovely mosaics, and some nice Mexican bits.

The Art from Letters exhibit sponsored by Dubai Holdings was beautiful, though, and we left on a nice note.

Made it over to Regent's Park just in time for the afternoon performance of The Taming of the Shrew, in the hot, baking sun. Both it and Dream had been modernized in setting to the early 20th century.

On our way back, we napped in Kensington Gardens along with all the other dirty hippies. Took in a few pints afterwards at the Black Lion, then down to Whiteley's Odeon for the late showing of The Da Vinci Code with salt-and-sweet popcorn.