Monday, December 5, 2011
What is it a English man misses most about England? In my case it was Fish and chips, the first night home I had to get myself a proper drink and some of the greasiest and most vinegar soaked fish and chips I could find.
These are some pictures of my new tourist view of the UK.
My last night in Vietnam I pulled my moped to the side of the road near a fishing village and watched the sun go down with tourists and locals alike. It was an amazing place with the fishing boats still built in the traditional style bobbing in the sea and the chatter of five different languages all mixed into one. A nice way to end.
(also sorry about all the spelling mistakes, I got lazy about that.)