My nationality seems to be really confusing to people. The other night we stopped at a burger place to get some chips (fries) when I noticed that they put a fried egg on their burgers which of course I commented on this. I mean really a fried egg on top of a burger. The girl behind the counter kind of looks at me then my companions and asks if I was English or something. And Tickle (yes his name is Tickle) who is English and knew I was American because we had been talking about it earlier answers back “No American” with this demeanor that seemed to say “which explains any odd things she might do or say”. After he answered the Irish guy we were with looks really surprised apparently the whole time he thought I was Canadian.
So it seems I have done a fantastic job these last 10 years or so removing last every trace of my southern accent. The Brits and Irish think I’m Canadian and the everyone ells thinks I’m a Brit. It’s really funny how shocked they all are when I tell them that I am from the Southeast United States. I feel like Granddaddy Howard would be very proud of this accomplishment.
I believe that I have stated how expensive it is over here but if I haven’t quite said it enough Holly Hell Batman it is flipping expensive! I have found one weird exception to this so far. I love sushi if I could eat it every day I would but it is rather expensive at home but not here. If you want to eat out on a budget you eat sushi. There are fantastic little sushi shops on every corner with rolls averaging about 2.50-2.80 a piece (probably run about 6-8 bucks at home) and if you look hard enough or time it right you can find a shop or two that have their rolls on special last night I got 3 roles for A$5.50 it was ridiculous
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