I visited the War Rooms a few months back and sadly did not take the time to write up a full review at that time. It’s been long enough now that I remember very little of it. So I will simply say …
If you are interested in Winston Churchill or World War II, or if you are detail-driven and studious, you’ll want to give yourself plenty of time here. The Churchill Museum, an installation about the life of Winston Churchill that’s located inside the War Rooms, is thoroughly fascinating. It is highly detailed, interactive, and enthralling, and an interested person could easily spend 2–3 hours on that alone, let alone the War Rooms.
Whenever you see any English town that ends with “-chester,” “-caster,” or “-cester,” you can be sure that it was occupied by Roman troops before the sixth century AD. Winchester, Lancaster, Gloucester, Chester, Brancaster, Worcester, Ancaster, Doncaster, Manchester, Leicester, Rochester. The list goes on and on.
This evening I saw a fulsome chestnut fall from the tree, hit the pavement, and split open to reveal a glossy conker—right in front of my eyes. One of the most spectacular things I have ever seen.
The big day has arrived! SLC > SEA > KEF > LHR
I can’t believe how much crap I have accumulated! I’m definitely going to have to whittle down what I’m taking, shipping, and storing. And either donate or trash the rest.
My passport and visa arrived in the mail today. It’s official!
I have three weeks before I leave, but I want to get started very soon on packing. With some things you can’t be too early.