Thursday, June 17, 2010

I think jetlag is going fine. I woke up at 9, when they gave us scrumptious, "Me, myself and my muffin"'s. A short English man asked me, "Would you care for some tea or coffee?"
"No," I said.
He seemed shocked, "Well Okay."
The flight attendants were much friendlier than New Yorkers. As we deplaned, they all said, "Ba-bye, now." They reminded me of leprechauns. Most flight attendants just remind me of dental hygienists…

Speaking of dental hygiene… I spent seven and a half pounds at an airport convience store. (I have no clue what the exchange rate is, nor do I want to know.) England amazes me though. You can get the same things, except they're all marginally different. For example, many of the magazines are plastic wrapped with free t-shirts, tote bags or makeup. I bought a £2 "Glamour" with a free eyeliner. Except most of the articles were the same as US glamour, which I read at the grocery store. I also got Diet Coke in Lemon and Citrus Zest. Diet Coke with Cherry: Imagine an explosion of Cherry in the mouth! There is no detectable diet coke taste. The cherry syrup struck me as so sweet that I could hardly believe it was diet. (It had 3 kcal per 100 ml. Hell if I know what that means.) Diet coke with zest was, in fact, zesty. It was like a Zombie came and mixed my Diet coke with ultra saturated 7-up. Not entirely unpleasant.

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