The soccer game was a draw, and to celebrate, we all sat out in 40 degree weather and drank white wine outside of a perfectly warm and newly emptied pub. Don't ask me. I'm just traveling through. Here's me and new friends:
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
1st Night Out
Tonight I went to my first English pub. There was a pretty important "football" (soccer) game going on, so the pub was crammed with dudes. About a 20/1 ratio, no kidding. Apparently English gulls aren't very keen on footly arts. But a strange thing happened- guys actually talked to other guys like friends. None of this LA looking around to see who's next to talk to or if a celebrity walked in. Christian's friends really were interested in who I was and why I was on "holiday". (I love all these English sayings). The cask ale I had was almost room temperature- apparently the way it's intended here. I gotta say, I missed cold beer. Not to worry- Ireland is 2 weeks away. Here's a picture with no people:
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I'm living vicariously through your posts, just so you know. I freakin' love it man. Please keep posting.
Right on Trev. Totally wish I could have some "mates" from home with me. But I'm meetin some here!
When you miss home
Hey Brian - Glad to hear you're having a blast so far. We'll especially miss you in the show this week - we have an NKOTB sketch and could use your choreography skills!
Mike
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