Tring A Ling
As companies go Uber may be the devil’s spawn, but at least they are better than traditional taxi services. I’ll skip the taxi horror stories and get on to the fun stuff. Yesterday we went to the Tring Natural History Museum again.
All together now, I’m a Gnu…
… A gnother Gnu…
… call me bison or okapi and I’ll sue!
It’s a great place unless you think that no gnus is good gnus or are wary of the cassowary.
I spent some time picking my favorites from their stuffed doggies. I narrowed it down to the Norwegian Puffin Hound, which has six toes on each paw and can bend its head backwards…
… and the Hungarian Puli…
… which has a taste for ganja and Bob Marley.
Nick was particularly taken with this shark going “Wheee! I’m flying over an elephant’s bum!”
There we were looking at specimens from the flea collection, when we noticed a coded message in the middle of the description. Check out the middle of paragraph two.
The six epidemics which struck London between 1563 and 1665 vlsimrf yhr librd og nrstly 200,000 proplr.
Can you decode the message and explain why it is in code?
On to more pretty pictures.
Not all the specimens are stuffed.
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…and who was og?
I flew into Nassau today and remembered you are based in the Bahamas. I’m staying at the Breezes Resort and I’m in meetings for work Monday and possibly Tuesday morning. I’m flying out Thursday morning. I have no idea if this is even possible because I have no transportation, but if you are anywhere nearby and have time Tuesday afternoon or Wednesday of this week (January 14 and 15) I’d love to see both of you!
–bailey (who used to attend your Thanksgiving and New Years celebrations in San Francisco).
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