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|Bound and determined to finally take some selfies with Kris while I stayed over - I didn't say GOOD selfies because we still haven't figured that bit out yet - I am late on thanking him for drawing the short straw and thus having to put up with me for the longest amount of time during my trip. He did manage to get me to one WWII museum along with two pretty good shows AND a bonus performance at The Joiners, too damn much walking in Southampton, London and Portsmouth, fine dining at foreign versions of Taco Bell and McDonald's; bulk dining at Cosmo, what can best be described as the UK version of a Golden Corral (under great protest as he has a strict moral code usually preventing buffet attendance), letting me drag him to record store after record store where he would inevitably buy a record or two despite not currently owning a working turntable, always letting me look down every aisle in the Sainsbury's or Lidl or Iceland or whatever, and on and on. He once again!|
introduced me to many sexy mf'ers, all of whom were very accepting of me right off the bat - I COULD take partial credit for that, but this isn't that kind of post. Most importantly, he and his two flatmates greeted me with open arms and an open flat and were very forgiving when I occasionally failed to keep it as quiet as I should have. Having a full jar of Nescafé crystals for me upon arrival was the most brilliant move I've ever experienced from a "tea only" guy and I was so continually grateful every morning I was able to enjoy a cup. Proud of us for managing to stay awake for most of three NASCAR Cup races together and several NHL and NBA Playoff games separately. I know there's more to say and it'll all leak out eventually - or it'll wait until the next time he's back here (probably sooner than we think). Thanks again to my Bri-ish bro-her - I love you - see you in a few shakes.