Abstract :
Many of us know what it is to arrive in Europe after a sleepless overnight flight. Recently I found that, as usual, my hotel room in London would not be ready until later in the day. Unshaven and groggy, I sought refuge in the nearby Natural History Museum. I collapsed on the nearest bench and found my perspective dominated by the skeleton of a large dinosaur. Large, yes, but nothing like the size of the dinosaur I used to visit in the Carnegie Museum in Pittsburgh when I was a youngster. Now there was a real, giant dinosaur. Was this the best a world capital like London could come up with?
