The Illusionist is a French animated movie which really captures the beauty and essence of Edinburgh. We went to see it at a little filmhouse this afternoon, and being in this city while watching the charming portrayal of the city was kind of surreal.
I also recommend this very Scottish song. It's the one we learned at the pub in the hostel last weekend. Super catchy! (Googling the lyrics is very helpful, FYI.)
And if you're at all squeamish, I don't recommend visiting the Surgeons' Hall Museum in Edinburgh. Preserved cancers and blood vessels and skulls and dead babies, oh my! Very interesting, though. Lord Lister was pretty darn heroic- he discovered that he could save tons of people just by improving the sanitation in operating rooms. And we saw some old dentist tools that made me very glad I was born in the days of fluoride treatments... no mercy back then. They used teeth from dead soldiers to make dentures. There were so many dead that they filled the need for years. Bet you didn't know that.
I am spending a quiet night in my room trying to absorb Hurford's theory of glossogenetic and phylogenetic mechanisms in language acquisition. Yep, I don't get it either.
I hear it's 90 degrees in Torrance. Wearing shorts sounds pretty nice right about now. I've been sleeping in three pairs of socks.
No comments:
Post a Comment