I made it to London. I slept about 5 hours on the flight to Amsterdam and I keep trying to convince my body that it's noon right now, even though it's pretty sure that it's 6am. I wandered around the Amsterdam airport for a while browsing the shops and then flew into London. I made my way through customs and found my driver waiting for me. It's crazy seeing everyone drive on the wrong side of the road. My hotel is about 20 minutes outside of London. Myself and some of co-workers from the states are going downtown to go sightseeing this afternoon and then meet up with some of our European colleagues for drinks. I figure if I can make it through the day without sleeping and get a good night sleep tonight, I should be alright.
Amusing language heard so far:
Lift - Elevator
Queue - Line
Loo/W.C. - Bathroom
Cheese Eating Surrender Monkey - The French
2 comments:
Londong?
Did you figure out why everyone in London is referring to you as a "poofter"?
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