Saturday, September 06, 2014
After our time there, we had a couple of hours to roam the city. But it was raining, so we ducked into a museum around the corner from where our buses were going to pick us up. It was the Ashmolean Museum, which I had never heard of before. It had an impressive array of ancient Egyptian artifacts. But since I'm still a 12-year-old at heart, I only took a picture of the two statues of the guy fondling himself.
And you thought that only started with Major League Baseball.
By the way, if you thought YOU had a name that people tend to spell wrong, consider the plight of this chap:
"No, no. It's D. J. E. D. D. J...."