Yeah, I drink my Coca Light* in a wine glass…
I’m fancy like that.
Oooor maybe I just don’t have another glass in the hotel room to use.
*Diet Coke. I swear we’re the only country that calls it “Diet Coke”. I’m so used to calling it Coca Light that I found myself doing it when we were home in Atlanta. You can imagine the strange looks I got from waiters. It’s funny how we can do something one way or call something one thing our whole lives and then you change it up for a few years or months and you find it normal. After this year of left-side driving in Australia and South Africa, I find myself getting into cabs here thinking the steering wheel is on the wrong side. Of course once we get to London I’ll probably have reverted back.
Can I just tell you what a nerve-wracking experience crossing the street is for me these days? I have no idea which way cars are coming from or which way to look. It takes me 4 times as long as a normal person. Ridiculous.
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