When I’m on my bike for hours at a time, weird stuff happens in my head. I’ll be writing those brain drops down and sharing them weekly, so you can watch my descent into madness first hand!
- My favorite town name in England: Bletchly. Any town that sounds like you’re praising the porcelain is awesome in my eyes.
- Learned a new British phrase for drinking too much: “getting trolleyed” – i.e. drinking so much they have to push you home in a shopping cart.
- Here’s how polite the British are: the pub toilets have vending machines selling condoms, which isn’t unusual. But in Britain, they sell Tic-Tacs with the condoms, so you don’t have to subject your partner to that awkward “next morning” breath.
- I corrected a typo in the AT&T warning about international data roaming: “Turning on international roaming could lead to ridiculous charges.” $20 per Mb? WTF?
- A closed sign in front of this cafe would evidently be redundant.
- In the U.S.: Bike vs. car = bike loses; in Europe: Loaded touring bike vs. city car = even odds. Yes, that’s right. There’s a Smart Car Roadster.
- The green neon crosses in front of French pharmacies makes it feel like the entire city is full of medical marijuana dispensaries.
That’s it for this week. Glitches between Evernote and a shitty internet connection lost a whole bunch of other thoughts, so you’ll have to be patient for more.
