The Way of the Wombat

I usually do that with any kind of museum I've been to at least once, or know exactly what awaits me. Back then, I had an unexpected extra few hours due to a flight delay, but also a kind of accident right after entering the museum; I was standing in front of an elevator waiting with the back to the room when a wheelchair crashed into my legs. This wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't had surgery to my left heel some months previous and the wheel hadn't had hit the area in both legs where the bone was mending/ had been . The resulting pain was rather bad. Knowing already walking would help me better than sitting still I went on through he museum, but couldn't really concentrate.