Day 5, October 15th, 2011. Slang of the Day: Knackered. Origin: British/England. Definition: Tired. Used in a sentence: I was positively knackered after my pub crawl in London. I woke up two hours early to get to the train to Oxford, with hopes of going back to my old hostel to see … Get hard
Day 4, Friday October 14th, 2011 (Continued). I get to the first bar of the pub crawl and receive a white shirt and a pen. I’m wearing a dress shirt and a shirt underneath it already, so I feel like a right wanker. To top it all off, I’m semi late … Get hard
Day 4, October 14th, 2011. This morning I woke up and had coffee (meaning she had coffee and I had nothing) with a fairly attractive Swiss girl named Maggie. No big deal. She had to go meet a local friend, and I had whatever it is I had planned that day … Get hard
Day 3: October 13th, 2011. It’s a weird and horrible feeling to wake up not knowing where you’ll be sleeping next, and that’s the first inkling I got that what I’m doing the next few months is basically being a glorified homeless person, or at least one going from one soup … Get hard
Day 1-2, October 11-12th, 2011 (Continued). Perhaps I was being melodramatic, or perhaps Customs Guy was having a laugh at my expense, but it was one of the scariest and most upsetting moments in my life for a moment there. But I get on the Tube (London’s tyrannical subway system), and … Get hard
Day 1-2, October 11-12th, 2011. Immediately, the trip has paid off. I’m in the isle seat next to two girls traveling together to Iceland for some behemoth Bjork concert. I summon my inner Hugh Grant, relishing in the serendipity, about to compliment their tookuses (can you pluralize tookus?) when I realize … Get hard