Happy Listing
Things I have learned to love since moving to the UK:
- Radiators. They are warm. They are good. Sometimes they are bitchy and do leak all over your carpet, but then nice plumbers come by and fix them. You can hug them. The radiators, not the plumbers.
- Chips. Especially plain chips in a takeaway box that are kind of lukewarm. Especially especially chips at 1am from that random van that just kind of appears on side streets and sells chips and hamburgers and kebabs in the middle of the night whenever you are walking home rather drunk with friends and are in need of chips. York is marginally magical like that.
- Pubs. Pubs are cool and also legal now. Pubs with live music and really old buildings and good lager. Pubs with couches get bonus points.
- Tiny bookstores. Despite the lack of cheap Kerouac novels, there is quite a selection, even in the £1 rooms.
- The price of Jack Daniels at the student union bar.
- This one cocktail called the Beelzebub at some bar I went to with some guys I met at a friend's birthday party. I really need to find that place again. Wandering off with people you've known for several hours does have its merits.
- Bartenders being hilariously impressed that I have a Florida driver's license as my ID.
- Shoe-watching. Everyone here has really nice shoes.
- Bacon. Motherfucking british bacon. I see a lifetime romance blooming.