So I am now staying at the St. Giles Hotel in London, which is pretty much in central London. There are about 160 Americans here, and to be honest. I felt embarressed for them. They--well we, i guess--are especially bad in large groups. It is not a wonder the rest of the world sees us as obnoxious, loud, and rude. The boys were all talking about how American Football was better than soccer football, and then one started mocking the english accent.
I tried not to walk close to them as we all walked to the mandatory dinner.
Hopefully they learn fast.
Ther internet is charged by the minute here. Which, in short, sucks. So now I need to go.
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