Saturday, 1 September 2018

Liverpool and the Terracotta Army

25 August 2018

"the key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering"
(Bruce Lee)

When I heard that some of the Terracotta soldiers were coming to the UK at the beginning of the year, I thought that this was too good an opportunity to miss and immediately booked to go to Liverpool’s World Museum during the summer holidays.

The tickets give you a timed entry slot and ours was not until 4.00pm, so this gave us plenty of time to explore in the city centre. We visited the Cavern Club (which was packed) and had a very circular stroll around the shops, following Googlemaps. I was amazed at how many street entertainers we saw (and was also a little sad at the numbers of those begging and homeless).

We strolled down to the docks and where was plenty to look at; including a sea shanty stage, several pop up gin bars and woodfired pizza caravan! We could have easily spent much longer there than the quick hour we did.

We whizzed to the museum because we didn't want to miss our slot and were just in time to have a quick look at some of the other exhibits; particularly the Egyptian room and the aquariums.

The actual exhibition was a little smaller than I was expecting and there was a crowd of people around the main displays, which was a little disappointing. It would have been better for everyone to have formed an orderly queue and filed past the soldiers taking photos, so everyone got a good look at them, rather than trying to peer around tall people who push in front (but that's just my opinion!)

I am really glad I got to see them..I particularly liked the way the soldiers were all made differently, depending on their role/job. It is certainly worth a trip to visit.

Although the first Emperor may not have quite achieved immortality the way he had envisioned, the fact that we are coming to see his soldiers and learn about him over 2000 years later means that he  has certainly succeeded in being remembered.

Following the exhibition, we sojourned to a nearby Costa. Harry had a drink the size of his head that I'm sure was served in a soup bowl, before pushing on to Dumfries overnight for our next day in Edinburgh.

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