London, England As it was a Saturday, I took that into consideration when thinking about where to go today. I settled on the Victoria and Albert Museum, which may seem odd. But I calculated that the V&A is always busy, so what difference would a Saturday make? Plus, children-driven decisions would probably result in visits to the Natural History Museum instead.
I was right on both counts, but I neglected to take one factor into consideration, which was getting there and back. I have never had to queue for five minutes just to tap my Oyster card. Whew. And once on the trains, no one gave me a seat!!!!
Having finally arrived at my destination, in my book it’s always wise first to scope out the V&A’s magnificent main gift shop. I took a minute to pay homage to the Chihuly chandelier over the information desk before heading to Mecca. I am happy to report my mission was successful, further enriching the V&A.
Whether it was because of my experience on the tube, or my general interest in structures that allow for reclining, I decided to spend time in the Furniture and Design departments, with a particular focus on chairs. Lots to admire, but, unfortunately, nothing to sample or test.
I can report that all the other areas of the museum I walked through seemed in good form, just as I remembered them. I was exhausted by my tour, and sought respite in a small café as far from the packed main cafés as possible. No crowds, available seats, and a delicious, restorative combination — a soda and a raspberry coulis cannelé.
Did the trick.
Looks like the days of giving up a public transit seat to those more in need are long gone.
Actually, I’m usually quite lucky in both New York and London. It seems I have perfected my “I’m a decrepit old lady who really needs a seat” look.
I rewatched 2001: A Space Odyssey last night and there was the same exact red puffy chairs in the early scene on the mother ship! No surprise as Kubrick made the film in the UK. Since I started walking with a cane after an accident which I don’t actually need but don’t ever want to fall again, I always am given a seat and other considerations.
Love the Shopping cart chair. Would love to take a seat if offered.
It needs a cushion!
Yesterday, I was deflated to receive an offer of a seat on the 86th St. crosstown by an old gray haired woman. It was the first time I have declined the offer.
You might have hurt her feelings! She was going for her Girl Scout badge.