September 18, 2010
This morning as Erin and I were walking out of our apartment on our way to meet our ride to the train station, we realized that Erin had left a trail of underwear and socks to our door that had been sitting out there all night. ha ha Deciding to treat ourselves to some tea and hot chocolate, we made some and then I stupidly left mine in the car and Erin almost left hers in the train station ticket window. So much for a treat.
When we finally got to London, we walked to Primark (a really cheap and fashionable store) off of Oxford Street where we hopped for a couple of hours. I ended up buying a really cute gray coat for 15 pounds! Erin ended up buying much more than that. ha ha
Finishing up at Primark, Erin and I decided that we were both hungry and tired (neither of us got much sleep last night), so we hopped on the tube for our fifteen minute ride to our hostel on the outskirts of London. Arriving there, we got all checked in and then ended up taking a short, but glorious rest for a little over an hour until two girls that were also staying in our room showed up. We felt retarded for taking a nap in the middle of the day when we were in London, but it was definitely needed.
After waking up and primping, Erin and I went to Cambridge Circle, which is the street where there are a TON of musicals (Priscilla, Chicago, etc.). We found the elusive wig shop that we had been looking for only to discover that they're closed on weekends and we wont be able to go and try on wigs. Booo!
After that, we decided it was time to dinner since we had time to kill before going to the bar anyways, so we stopped at this restaurant called MedKitchen. We got this adorable little table in the window (window was open, so it was basically like we were sitting outside) and our waiter, who was very pushy, kept trying to get us to drink and eat dessert. Both finishing up our three egg omelets, we asked the waiter to bring us our check. We waited. And waited. The guy next to us who had been eavesdropping on our awkward conversations with the waiter the whole time then asked for his ticket and got it within a minute. I told the guy at the next table that he should ask for our ticket and he's like, "Well, he doesn't like me as much as he likes you guys." Great! Aggravated that our waiter was forcing us to stay, I finally got pissed and asked the guy who sat us to bring us our bill. Too bad tip was included in the bill otherwise that jackass would not have been getting much of a tip.
Finally managing to pay our bill, Erin and I headed over to Covent Gardens where we stopped to watch a magician performing on the street. Recording part of his magic tricks, he looked straight at Erin and I and then grabbed Erin's hand to be a part of the magic. However, the first trick he does, without telling her what he was doing, was to put his hand up the front of her dress and stick a lit cigarette into the cloth where his hand was. So, essentially, Erin got groped by a total stranger.
From there, Erin and I decided to head over to the Sports Bar where, within 3 minutes of arriving, we met two Englishmen, 2 Americans and a person from Portugal (not sure what they're called). One of the American's went to the University of Oregon and was pretty nice, but his friend was a complete jackass. He kept calling me an asshole because I worked on an air force base and was being really off base. And people wonder why I pretend to be as un-American as possible overseas... People like him give us a terrible rap.
Slowly backing away from the Americans, we ended up hanging out with Alan and Dean, the two Englishmen and entered into an hours-worth of foosball where Erin and I placed the bet on the winners buying the losers drinks.. Erin and I, really trying, managed to win a couple of games, but ended up losing big time in the long run. However, Alan, not drinking himself and we're pretty sure gay, was such a sweety and bought Erin and I both two beers for the night. Dean kept telling me how beautiful I was even though his girl friend was meeting us there shortly and I told him I was unavailable, but he was way plastered and was full on making out with his girl friend at our table when she showed up. She was a total sweety, but we were regaling her with stories of how Dean kept trying to moonwalk even though it was pretty much just a stumbling back walk. He wasn't very happy when I told him that the moonwalk died with Michael Jackson. ha ha Other funny things we learned was that Alan does a really good American accent when he says, "Gee. Nice pants." ha ha Random! And, every time I playfully offended one of them, they would say, "How dare you."
Finally left the bar after 2 beers at 11:45 and headed back to the hostel and pretty much fell asleep.
Things I learned today:
1. A "Chav" is the English word for "Red neck."
2. The moonwalk died with Michael Jackson.
3. "How dare you" is a common English phrase.
4. Sudoku is not a professional sport.
5. Don't call British people British. They prefer "English."
6. We now know why foreign people think American's are jerks.
7. Zone 3 on the London tube is far away!
8. Waiters wont bring you the check if they think you're hot and want you to stick around awhile.
9. Erin can't carry laundry.
10. We suck at foosball aka "table football."
11. Magician's like to grope strangers in their shows without warning.
12. No one says, "English-Americans" even though many of us hail from England. We have "African-American," etc., but no "English-American." People think it's redundant.
13. A common American phrase, "I like your pants" really means, "I like your underwear" in England.
14. "Life's a square." The phrase our English friend, Alan, taught us.
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