Learn any new languages lately? To my flabbergastation, that’s what it felt like we were doing when we toured the UK – learning a new language: English. British English, that is. Considerably different than American English, let me tell you. Here’s a small sample from my growing colloquial collection. Say, how’s about we don froo-froo ...
Archives for September 2016
Abbey Robe
As innocent and historically ignorant as spring lambs, we arrived at Glastonbury Abbey, a 7th century monastery in Somerset, England. The Abbey once boasted the richest and most powerful monastery in England, and was the hub of activity in a large swath of surrounding countryside. Until crotchety ole Henry VIII, probably in a vile snit ...
My Tattoo
I sat through a tattoo. Not the kind painfully etched into your skin with ink, no, a military tattoo in Edinburgh, Scotland. A royal one at that. This kind of “tattoo” is defined as a display of armed forces and musical performance. It was an elegant, dignified, flashy affair dating back to 1949, complete with ...
Stubborn Trust
(Continued from my last post, “Nekked in London”) So there we were, luggage-less in London. After three stressful days enduring chaotic airports, broken planes, crowded buses and sleeping in the same clothes, my co-travelers threw their hands in the air (who could blame them?) and hailed a taxi to Primark, England’s answer to WalMart (but ...
Nekked in London
(Continued; scroll back to part 1, “My Year at the Airport”) So after much ado, we finally made it to London. Our luggage, however, had been distributed among the multiple airports we’d been rerouted to at some point thus far on our ill-fated journey. “We really don’t know where it is,” the Heathrow airline agent ...