Queenie Abroad
Off again tomorrow to the Motherland for a week of horrible coffee and inedible dinners. Y'all know I have to complain every time I travel to London because it's just so damn hard to get a descent meal over there! I think this time I'm just gonna give up and order what England does best - curry. Seriously, they should just go ahead and make chicken tikki their national lunch meat. But, when you're options are beans on toast or kidney pie, cumin becomes considerably more appealing.
I have checked the weather report, and believe it or not, there's a smiling sun face over the next few days! Well, I don't really believe it, I mean at some point the meteorologists have got to just start flat-out lying about England's weather, lest tourism grind to a halt. I have never seen a blue sky in London, in fact, I'm not sure little British school children even bother to draw outdoor scenes in kindergarten, rainbows and sunbeams being song elements with no practical application.
And of course, I'll be taking a small fortune in my purse. You think New York is expensive until you encounter the Great British Pound. Imagine, you board a plane long enough to watch 2 and a half feature films and eat microwaved chicken parm and then you land and suddenly everything in your wallet is worth half the value! It's totally insane how expensive things are when you're on the losing end of the exchange rate. Of course the damned Brits come over here and everything's on sale!
No good food, crappy weather, and astronomical price tags - I've said it before, and I'll say it again...it's no wonder the Brits lost the colonies.
Not that everything there is bad...they do like to drink quite a bit, so at least we have that in common, and not even those backwards drivers can screw up Vodka.
I have checked the weather report, and believe it or not, there's a smiling sun face over the next few days! Well, I don't really believe it, I mean at some point the meteorologists have got to just start flat-out lying about England's weather, lest tourism grind to a halt. I have never seen a blue sky in London, in fact, I'm not sure little British school children even bother to draw outdoor scenes in kindergarten, rainbows and sunbeams being song elements with no practical application.
And of course, I'll be taking a small fortune in my purse. You think New York is expensive until you encounter the Great British Pound. Imagine, you board a plane long enough to watch 2 and a half feature films and eat microwaved chicken parm and then you land and suddenly everything in your wallet is worth half the value! It's totally insane how expensive things are when you're on the losing end of the exchange rate. Of course the damned Brits come over here and everything's on sale!
No good food, crappy weather, and astronomical price tags - I've said it before, and I'll say it again...it's no wonder the Brits lost the colonies.
Not that everything there is bad...they do like to drink quite a bit, so at least we have that in common, and not even those backwards drivers can screw up Vodka.
posted by Queenan at 11:54 AM
6 Comments:
Why haven't you told your mother that you are traveling abroad. I must have the facts straight so I can worry properly. Give my regards to the other Queen Mum whilst your touring about. Little angels.
Err...perhaps you can try out the fish and chips out there. Better than none, you know.
I love London. Stop knocking the british. they are fabulous in every way. every way!
Too damned right! thank goodness for the exchange rate.....well, until we go back to the UK for our holiday and then, perhaps it's not so great afterall.
Cheers
for easter - temperatures in the 20s for 2 weeks and not a cloud in the sky. we wait till all the americans have left before we switch the sun on, is all.
that should have said "you should have been there for easter..."
enidd blames blogger. for most things.
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