Our European Adventure

Train all day, arrived in London, got food at Waitrose, bed.

We spent the day on the train. Snore! Ate food, updated the blog, read our books. Saphira played Nintendogs and drew pictures. Scenery was NIL so we were pretty bored. Arrived in London and a cute old English dude not only gave us directions but WALKED US TO OUR HOTEL (it wasn’t even on his way!) and gave us a bit of a history of the local area, pointing out interesting things as we went. Quite lovely, and refreshing to be in a place where people speak ENGLISH!

How was I to know that most of the people I was going to speak to (service industry and the like) were going to be immigrants who could barely string two sentences together coherently? Let alone understand us? Eg:

Mel: Hello, I’d like a café latte

Server: Would you like milk in that?

HAHAHAHA. Nice one. Oh, it wasn’t a joke.

(Actually this person wasn’t an immigrant, just a dumb pom).