London
£3 fuer 30min Internet in Heathrow. Es gab keinen Schlaf mehr in Hirschau diese Nacht und ab jetzt gibt es auch keine Umlaute mehr. Direkt nach der Sprache werde ich die Landschaft vermissen. London hat naemlich keine. Alles jenseits des Flughaftenfensters ist Wolke.
Ich verkneife mir Spontaneinkaeufe bei Harrod's Knightbridge. Versace. Gucci. And even Chanel. I ignore every duty free shop. I simply ignore everything except them ROAD signs and driving on the left and the measures and that this is the first insular thing happening today and that I will have to get used to those fucking TASTATURES that keep sabotating my international blogging attempts! All my beautiful British words were thrown away by the browser, off the internet and into the anonymous stratosphere.
Ich verkneife mir Spontaneinkaeufe bei Harrod's Knightbridge. Versace. Gucci. And even Chanel. I ignore every duty free shop. I simply ignore everything except them ROAD signs and driving on the left and the measures and that this is the first insular thing happening today and that I will have to get used to those fucking TASTATURES that keep sabotating my international blogging attempts! All my beautiful British words were thrown away by the browser, off the internet and into the anonymous stratosphere.
_vel - Aug 19, 03:58
