Today started the International Boating Conference or something of that nature and the sun came out! Which means the downtown is completely transformed from the weekend rain and crazy partying. The city is teaming with boaters, business people and a freakin ton of British.
Apparently the British love the boating, which is understandable since they are a tiny Island who conquered a large part of the world on the strength of their navy. I am learning as much about their culture as I am about New Zealand's (which of course a large part of NZ culture is British).
1)the British say "feck" as much as the New Zealanders and Aussie's and is most likely the origin of that.
2) if it wasn't for the great accents I would find them just as loud and crude as Americans because well, they are
3)you can tell the British from the Aussies and Kiwis by the tan. Kiwis are golden, Aussies are golden with some definite burnt tones while the British are either burnt or paler than me!
4)the British can say some really funny things (and the bonus is I understand them) I was in Victoria park (because everything here has either a Maori name or one referencing Queen Victoria) sitting on a tree when I hear a very loud British accent behind me say,"Ear, that's Queen Victoria....I can tell it's Queen Victoria because look at that ASS." Now I would have been offended but I was sitting at that very moment on the tree facing the back of a statue of Queen Victoria. I was there drawing it for my sketch journal just so I could title it "Victoria's Behind."
5) They love the beer.....a lot! Now I already knew this but I have never seen so many packed pubs during the day as I have today! I was behind one guy when he turns to his companion, wipes the sweat off his brow and says, "We've been walking for bleating forever, how far away did they say the next pub was?" The friend replied "two blocks."
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I am SO glad you are blogging.
Can't wait to keep reading what life is like for you!!
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