tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643689677312985511.post2415722865550188823..comments2023-09-05T03:46:23.427-07:00Comments on .: How NOT to Visit the UKLeah Marie Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05432159961271108072noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643689677312985511.post-67493904635699227152009-01-30T17:08:00.000-08:002009-01-30T17:08:00.000-08:00Another hilarious and extremely entertaining artic...Another hilarious and extremely entertaining article!Wine and Corkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17738480294768191824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5643689677312985511.post-30126570173801969392009-01-28T06:40:00.000-08:002009-01-28T06:40:00.000-08:00In 2004, we had friends living right outside Londo...In 2004, we had friends living right outside London and we decided to go visit them. My first lesson learned was NEVER take a 2 year old on a transatlantic flight!<BR/><BR/>Anyway, being world travelers, like yourselves, my husband decided that we'd fly into Heathrow, rent a car and drive to our friends' home.<BR/><BR/>Not thinking about the other side of the road business, he, being a man, knew he had to have a standard, too, and suddenly found himself trying to shift gears with his right hand.<BR/><BR/>Then there's the whole, well, it's not so much a street number as a house with a name! Our friends lived in a charmingly house called "The Old Stablehouse." Not exactly the easiest thing to find when you have just the name of the house and the street it's on!<BR/><BR/>My daughter and I were given ONE job as we tried to follow our friends' directions - MAKE SURE DADDY WAS ON THE CORRECT SIDE OF THE ROAD!!<BR/><BR/>I love reading your blog!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com