Exploring London: British Library

Call me a nerd or the daughter of a librarian, I've always loved libraries. Even now in the age of e-books, I love to have a book in my hands as I curl up in a chair and read.

Yet somehow, after a year and a half in London, I haven't yet made it to the British library. My mom visited when they were in town last year and raved about it, so after a Sunday brunch in London, we decided to venture over to the library.

Our main reason for visiting was the Sir John Ritblat Treasures of the British Library. It has all kinds of things to see. Everything from original copies of the Magna Carta & the Gutenberg Bible, to the Canterbury Tales, Shakespeare and Beowulf, to Leonardo da Vinci's sketches, to the Beatles.  So all in all, a little bit of everything. It is an amazing collection.  

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The room didn't just focus on English history, there were important copies of the bible from around the world, copies of the Qu'ran and maps. More than 200 works in the gallery, most of then hundreds of years old and some even older.

We wandered among the books, reading descriptions and in some cases trying to decipher what the books actually said. Many the authors handwriting was difficult to decipher and others, even 500 years old, were able to be read. An amazing thing to be able to read it and a lesson on why kids should be still taught cursive so they can read it 500 years from now (although that's a rant for another day).

All in all, worth a visit for anyone especially since it's so conveniently located near St. Pancras. You can wander past the beautiful buildings of the train station before going in the not so pretty library. But, as they say, don't judge a book by it's cover - you'll be amazed by what is found inside!



Paul's First Dubai Trip

Each time I visit Dubai, I tend to have new visitors with me who want to see the biggest sights. This last time was no exception as it was Paul's first time.

In addition to all the classics like the Dubai Mall and Burj Khalifa, I wanted to find something new to see. Share the old favourites of Dubai and explore some new, hopefully, favourites together. Our biggest new adventure was our desert safari, but there was still more to see!



We tried skiing at the Emirates Mall - while it was my second visit there, I actually had time to enjoy it this visit. Or at least get in more than 3 runs. We spent nearly 2 hours going up the lifts and spending 90 seconds skiing back down. It definitely piqued Paul's interest in skiing somewhere in Europe, so chances are we'll find ourselves on the slope again sometime soon.


We also checked out the Gold Souk (twice)! First time was close to Friday's call to prayer, so we found much of the market shut down. We went again on Sunday to much better results, lots of shiny gold everywhere attracting your attention, sellers calling you into their shops and vying for your business. Of course, we didn't walk away empty handed.


For the evenings, we focused on bars with the best views of the city.

First up was the Madinat Jumeirah. This is a huge complex with everything from a posh hotel, to their own souk and several bars and restaurants. Some of the restaurants you even take your own water taxi along the canals to reach. We checked out Bahri Bar which boasts some fantastic views of the Burj al Arab from the bar's terrace. There are plenty of other bars throughout if this one is too crowded since there are no reservations.



Our last stop was the Dubai Mall and Atmosphere bar. We had booked a window seat in advance to make sure we could get the best views and even catch the fountains going off. We enjoyed a glass of bubbly with the views, before finding out that our 2:30 am flight was delayed until 5 am. Luckily for us, the mall was open for Dubai Shopping Fest, so we passed our last few hours off in true Dubai fashion - with lots of shopping.

Monuments Men Film Premiere

While everyone knows that Hollywood is the hot spot for film premieres, I've been suprirsed since moving to London at the number of films that also have openings here.

Paul managed to catch the premiere of Skyfall when we first moved to London, but since then, I have missed every single one. Since they often fall on weekdays, I seem to always be inconveniently out of town when the premieres happen, including the premiere for The Hunger Games: Catching Fire.

So, when a friend asked me to catch the Monuments Men premiere with her AND I was in town, I knew I had to try.

Now, let me preface this by saying that we didn't actually attend the movie itself. We settled with standing outside the theatre in Leicester Square with hopes that the stars would walk by us. We got there about 5:30, with the film scheduled to start somewhere around 7:00.  While the weather has been pleasant lately, there was a chill in the air in addition to the blustery weather. Even bundled up, it was cold, especially as I had my hands out of my pockets and gloves waiting to snatch some photos.

 
We were positioned on the blockades that were up by where the cars enter, just up from the red carpet so we could see (even if someone distantly) as people walked by. After 20 minutes of waiting, the first celebrity rolls up. It's a funny van, so we decide it won't be anyone important and go back to watching.

Then, all of a sudden, we hear screaming. It turns out, it was someone important. George Clooney! He makes the rounds to nearly all the fans, including walking all the way down to our barricades to sign autographs and say hi (including to us!). He was a laid back guy, and looked just like he does on the screen in real life, even from less than 3 feet away.

My sadly blurry George Clooney photo
Happy that we had at least one celebrity sighting, we went back to waiting. Slowly, but surely, the rest of the cast arrived. John Goodman, then Bill Murray, Jean DuJardin, Hugh Bonneville and then Matt Damon. Unfortunately, none of the rest made their way off the red carpet, so we didn't see much more than anyone watching on TV.

Finally, after I decided I couldn't feel my fingers anymore, we called it a night and fought the crowds to grab a bite to eat.

I must say, it's quite the spectacle and if you find yourself in London - stop by and see if you can join in. I think the crowds probably start lining up very early for the red carpet positions, but even a bit further out, you never know which friendly star may decide to make their fans day!

Ignoring Travel Tips

I am someone who thinks themselves an expert traveler. With over 150,000 miles logged in planes last year alone, I revile in my elite status on airlines and am the person who get huffy in the security lane waiting on people to figure out their liquids.

I have set rules for air travel, which I religiously follow.

1. Keep your liquids in a bag separate from the rest of the toiletries - I have a separate baggie that my liquids stay in all the time (even at home) and then tuck them in the front pocket of my bag for easy access.
2. Check in online - easy and saves you time.
3. Always carry on! Unless you're gone for a week, you can fit at it in a carry on.
4. Avoid airplane bathrooms - harder on a 10 hour flight, but worth an attempt. They are gross and even grosser when you watch as someone is in there 15 minutes before coming out. And the worst offense - going in barefoot!

When Paul and I went to Dubai in January, I tossed my airline rules to the wind when my flight was delayed by 2.5 hours til 4:45 am and checked my bag. Usually, this is the least important one to follow (at least for me) and sometimes can't be avoided.

As I collected my bag, I noticed it was unzipped, got home, double checked and my jewelry had been stolen. Luckily, nothing important, expensive or sentimental (I was wearing my most sentimental, the first jewelry Paul ever bought me), but stolen nonetheless.

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I was at a loss - after over a decade of international travel, I had baggage lost in transit, but returned, beaten up like crazy on the flight, but nothing ever permanently missing.

What are the lessons learned from this for a seasoned traveler?

1. Don't check your bag if you can help it
2. Don't put anything of value in there, and especially not at the top of the bags!
3. Get TSA or airline approved locks where you can
4. Have travel insurance - it wasn't necessary here because it wasn't all that expensive, but I'd be crying a river if expensive jewelry or electronics are taken
5. The airline won't do anything. After a compeletely useless phone call and even more worthless email, their stance is never put jewelry in your baggage. My stance? Never let your workers steal it

After all this, all I can say is I'm thankful it wasn't something more and I have been lucky enough to avoid most travel & baggage mishaps. I know there are lots of people out there you can't say the same, which I unhappily discovered while searching forums on stolen property from baggage. 

Desert Adventures

Before 2014, I had been to Dubai something like 5 times in the span of just over a year. It's quickly becoming a global hub, meaning that I had more and more reasons to go there.

Every time I've done a bit of sightseeing around the new, modern, and often times crazy sites like the Burj Khalifa and giant aquariums in malls and hotels.

And every time I've wanted to do the desert safari, but work conflicted with the schedule of getting out there.

So, for my first trip of 2014, I was relieved when Paul said he would tag along (finally!!) and he wanted to go out to the dunes.  Instead of trying the dunebuggies you drive yourself, we went for the cruisers driven by true professionals where we would end up at a camp for some traditional Middle Eastern entertainment.

We were picked up at the hotel by our driver, grabbed a few other passengers and drove 30 minutes out to the desert. We let the air out of the tires and joined the throngs of others along for a ride. Since January was prime time for these safaris, meaning it's not over 100 degrees out, there were probably about 25 cars out doing the same thing as us.


Our driver warned us in advance that people get car sick and pointed out the brightly coloured bags just in case they were needed. That in and of itself made me queasy and I made a quick wish to make it to the camp without requiring the bags. He also said that because of the rain they had that week, we wouldn't be able to go quite as off the grid as usual - apparently the rain means you don't slide as well in the sand. Who knows, too technical for me!

Even without driving quite as extremely it was still an experience. You could perhaps compare it to a roller coaster ride, you get that same feeling as you come up to the crest of a dune, then look down at the steep drop and think - holy cow! (or something not as PG-rated). And while I hate roller coasters, I actually really enjoyed this ride and felt disappointed as we pulled back out onto the main highway to head towards our camp.


We missed the sunset as there were too many clouds in the sky to get the beautiful orange glow across the desert - this was the downside to the cool temperatures, the clouds that came along with it. So, we drowned our sorrows in plates full of Middle Eastern food - I ate enough kofta and hummus to keep me happy for weeks. I tried my hand again at hookah, and while I may have been an old pro during my time in Turkey, it wasn't so successful this time so I left it to Paul and our tablemates to practice the art of blowing smoke.


Then, after some belly dancing, we were back in our van on the main road back to Dubai and all the glamour of the city, with a pit stop for a new tire. Oh well - the dangers of desert safaris!