We're around 4,000 miles away and it's really different around here. Everything they say is slurred into one big sentence and every fifth word is football. But the hotel is awesome, my room has a nice view of the radiator on the roof (haha), but it's the closest to the pool and hot tub which makes it acceptable. I visited the local subway to discover that they don't sell footlongs, conversation:
Me: Hello, I'd like a footlong on monterey cheddar.
Person: Wot?
Me: Okay, maybe a third of a meter?
Person: Mate, we only sell six inch subs.
So then i left and got a pastie, which was quite delicious.
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