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Originally posted by Joeiss
Glad you had funny, Xantar. But I think that you could've had more fun with a little thing called alcohol.
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As an 18 year old, I was legally able to drink alcohol in Europe. They wouldn't have cared if I was actually 16 anyway. I won't say whether I did drink any alcohol, but it's something for you to think about.
I also didn't pay for anything, so the exchange rate didn't bother me a bit.
Three more more funny stories/observations from London.
There are advertisements everywhere for the French Connection. Nothing wrong with that in and of itself. But this particular branch is the French Connection UK. Still nothing wrong with that. But for their advertisements, they insist on printing just the company initials in big letters. So very often as I walk around London, I am confronted by "FCUK." Surely it's not just the American who sees something wrong with this?
I said before that London's population is kind of like New York with better manners. Well, that's not entirely true. As I was touring the place, I kept thinking that I could mistake the place for an American city except something was missing. Then it came to me. There are practically no fat people. Once I caught on, I realized that I could pick out all the American tourists just by looking at their paunches. Fortunately, I'm not fat, but there are other ways to tell that I'm out of place (the fact that I kept looking the wrong way when crossing the street was probably a giveaway). So to all you Americans out there planning to visit London, if you happen to be overweight, don't be surprised if the locals mark you out immediately.
My last story takes place in a phone booth. I had put in the coins and dialed the number. As I was waiting for the other person to pick up, I glanced idly around the booth...
And realized that I was surrounded by advertisements for prostitutes. The world's oldest profession is legal over there, in case you didn't know. So there were these advertisements pasted all over the inside wall promising French models, Brazilian exotics and all manner of other things with a corresponding photograph. And these photographs didn't usually bother to cover anything up either. I'll let you imagine what happened next.