Happy Norwegian Constitution Day from London’s Southwark Park!
I’ll be the first to admit that like me a good boy band (ahem, Hanson anyone?!) But could you imagine the Jonas Brothers putting themselves on condoms? Cue the evangelical backlash and mothers of pre-teen girls organizing a “Mothers Against Sex” campaign.
Anyway, the British boy band JLS has done just that. Being that I’m too scared to be seen taking photos of condoms in Tesco you’ll have to do with the generic from the Durex website.
This blog has been awarded a Go! Overseas Top Blog England award!
I’m a grownup now!
I’ve always marvelled at these handy little pin-pad things that Europeans have. You can use it to access your account online and you can do transfers to anyone with a European bank account lickety-split.
All I know is that I get a feeling of awesomeness when I get to hear the swishing noise of the card being put in and out.
Well I’ll tell you. It is stringy and tastes like champagne, which are probably two of the things I like least in my yougurts, but hey, at least they didn’t spell yogurt youghurt.
And that we’re not merely ‘BA frequent flyer account holders’ but ‘WORLD TRAVELLERS.’ Oh yeahhh. Because annoying WASP businessmen need you to inflate their already over-inflated egos just that teeny smidge more which allows them to be demanding, rude, and just generally inconsiderate of anyone else that isn’t wearing a Hugo Boss suit, particularly the people with toddlers.
I tend to measure the utility of any airport terminal based on how efficiently I can find myself standing in front of a stack of Bill Bryson books. That being said, Heathrow’s terminal 3 just does not deliver.
Not only did it take me ages to get to my darling Bill’s literature (B for Bryson. Try again. Travel books. Try Again. Travel Guides. NOPE!) I had to go through security no less than seven times. Yes, I packed my own bag. No, I’m not going to overthrow the U.S. government (at least until I get EU citizenship anyway).
Thanks for the cheap ticket American Airlines, but I think that I’ll be sticking with United from now on, if only because the shopping is so much better in terminal 1. *Cue United theme song*
I saw this film a couple of weeks before I went to Barcelona and it left me slightly disturbed. Uxbal is played by Javier Bardem who is a single father, dying of cancer, whose job is obtaining documents for Chinese immigrants.
This isn’t going to be a proper review because this is going to be one of those films you have to just see, but I did give me something to look out for when I went to Barcelona a few weeks later: the exploitation of immigrants.
There are Chinese women that wander up and down the beaches in Barcelona asking everyone “¿Quieres masaje?” Here in London a quick walk through Chinatown will bring you into numerous, ominous stairways leading up to brothels.
(Stephanie Sadler, Little London Observationist)
Just something to keep your eye out for.
Where do I start? I think I’ll just leave it at…
…. who knew Kid Rock is a Republican?!
Oh and our lecturers have gone on strike so I’m bored out of my mind… might explain why I read this book in one day and have nothing else to do besides write blog posts.