London Visit

After two weeks of visiting friends and family in England I have returned to Holland. During my visit I:

– Took part in the English tradition of self inflicted liver damage coursed by the consumption of vast quantities of alcoholic based beverages.

– Confused a waiter by accidentally speaking Dutch.

– Got very sunburnt.

– Danced to a lot of 80s music.

– Willingly ate vegemite, liked it and lost a two year long running argument with an Australian friend that it was the most horrible thing on the planet. In my defence I was drunk. She took advantage of my taste buds.

– Told a group of girls in a London bar that it was my birthday so my friends and I could have our photo taken with them. I was very drunk. My birthday is not until December.

– Rescued a toy Koloa from an evil tyrant who had kept it trapped in a wrapping paper prison since December under the pretence that it was a late Christmas present.

– Had a meal with a group of girls that I had not seen since primary school and wondered if suggesting a game of kiss chase would get the same response as an adult that it did as a child.

– Fixed my dad’s GPS car navigation system that was speaking German and giving wrong directions.

– Had a conversation with a female friend which means I will never be able to think of Hello Kitty in the same way again.

– Spent an afternoon in Hyde Park drinking with friends and luckily managed to avoid knocking out any innocent bystanders with our Frisbee.

– Randomly bumped into three friends on the streets of London on three separate occasions. Then, when I returned to Holland I found an email from another friend telling me that they saw someone who looked just like me. It turned out it was me. I now wonder if I was ever actually in London. Maybe the plane landed in the Twilight Zone instead.