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a few British notes
I am going to die crossing the street. I simply can't break the habit of looking right for cars. If that doesn't happen, I'm going to drown following a head-on collision in the swimming pool, because circle-swimming is done clockwise here, not counterclockwise. And if neither of these two fates overtakes me, I'm going to be trampled on a staircase, because slow people are supposed to stay to the left, not the right, & you go down the left side, not the right. SHEESH.
Tomorrow at 10.30 am I'm catching the train to Edinburgh. It turns out that it's a godsend that I'm not flying up there, because I've got an ear infection (contracted at the aforementioned reverse-swimming pool) that would've made flying excruciatingly painful. But the train should be fine - since I'm leaving from King's Cross Station, I'm going to pretend I'm catching the Hogwart's Express. Platform 9 3/4, where are you??
OK, off to repack suitcases for tomorrow.
Tomorrow at 10.30 am I'm catching the train to Edinburgh. It turns out that it's a godsend that I'm not flying up there, because I've got an ear infection (contracted at the aforementioned reverse-swimming pool) that would've made flying excruciatingly painful. But the train should be fine - since I'm leaving from King's Cross Station, I'm going to pretend I'm catching the Hogwart's Express. Platform 9 3/4, where are you??
OK, off to repack suitcases for tomorrow.

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Oh, and if you see Torg the Lastnameless One over at Hogwart's, see if you can get Zoe's phone number. She's a hottie!
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Good luck with your further journies!
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Have fun in Edinburgh.
Cheers,
Andrew
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