Holidays

    Upon hopping onboard the bus, I started bombarding my father with questions. He shrugged off all my questions and told me to 'relax'. Slumping down in my seat, I pictured the Leonardo Da Vinci Exhibition. Spotting the entrance of the Science Centre, I jumped out of my seat and raced out of the bus. Many suprises awaited me. After purchasing our tickets, I ambled towards the Leonardo Da Vinci Exhibition. I struggled to read the notes penned down by the famous 'Master of all trades'. Who would have thought that what many people belived to be the actual painting of Mona Lisa was actually covered by 25 layers of paint, a result of the many attempts made to restore his painting. I was equally caught off guard when I was told the amount of damage done to the actual painting. It had snapped into half ,chipped, with grafetti and a mysterious 'H' inscribed on the back of the painting. In brief, Leonardo was such a 'perfectionist' that nothing was ever completed in his eyes. Our trip home was uneventful.

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky.