12 September 2011

Land of Eng

Single cannette cheap beers abound. Two are consumed while waiting for three hours in a bus terminal. They sell strongbow beers. Never buy strongbow beer. They are bad. Folger's remains a solid #1.

It is windy. My breath is nearly crushed by the force of it. I even almost fall over once or twice, after walking back from buying groceries for the week.

The cars are on the wrong side of the road, like a real-life version of mirror mode. I must stop checking right instead of left, because I nearly get hit every street crossing

Even the birds fly funny.

Some Englishmen

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