Thursday, July 15, 2010

Oxford Comma

Sometimes it's fun to act like a local, to know your surroundings and feel like you belong to a city. But sometimes you've gotta act like a tourist.

I went to London last weekend, ate some fish and chips and went on the London eye.


I walked around the city a bunch, it was my first time and I only had about two days there. It was funny, because I missed Paris. I missed it in the way you miss the familiarity of home when you're in a strange bed. And we ate at French restaurants for about half of our meals. C'est bizarre.

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