6 Jan 2014


Lessons thus far: Yorkshire pudding is not pudding. I can’t tell you what it is because I still don’t know what I ate.
Pants are not pants. Trousers are pants. Pants are undies.

Yesterday I played tourist and took a flight on the London Eye. This city is pretty but I feel like I don’t have to tell you that. Also, my first meal in London was a Sunday Roast with lamb and it was great so screw all you people for telling me the local food was pitiful. I’m learning how to navigate the supermarket and buy something other then porridge to sustain myself. But, hi mom, I’m alive and well. I think I’ll manage just fine in this city.


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