So, I officially landed in London (LAX > LHR) on Sunday, July 3, but the 4th of July was my first full day here. I decided against throwing tea in the harbor to celebrate the holiday. As I’m sure you could guess, the 4th of July really isn’t celebrated here. In fact, they may even still be better about the whole original #brexit thing.
I’m technically on my first ‘business trip’ with my accounting firm, along with thirteen other interns from offices all over the US. Despite my extreme jet lag from the eight hour time difference, I dragged my booty into the office, bright-eyed and bushy tailed.
The other Los Angeles Intern and I landed way after everyone else and we got to the hotel around 3 pm. Talk about a long flight! The flight totaled around eleven ours and the total travel time neared sixteen.
Since we had an hour before we were thrown to the wolves aka meet the other interns, we adventured around the hotel for a bit. Since our hotel was so close to the Tower Bridge, we walked toward the Tower of London and made a small loop before heading back.
The other interns weren’t as bad as I expected… just kidding. They were all so great and friendly! Everyone was so welcoming toward us, especially since we came in much later than they did! Right off the bat, they were all excited to talk to the elusive LA interns.
With the rest of our short time on Sunday, we all tried our very best to stay awake. Our itinerary for the night included dinner and a show, kind of like a first date I suppose. The dinner was amazing. A three course meal to celebrate landing? Don’t mind if I do. I had fried squid to start, tagliatelle bolognese as my main, and panna cotta for dessert. I also had a berry spritzer to ‘alert the senses.’
The play we saw was one of the funniest slapstick bits I’ve ever seen. Thank God, becuase it did keep me awake the whole time. It was titled “The Play that Goes Wrong” and appropriately so. The humor was akin to that in The Three Stooges or Abbot and Costello.
On Monday, however, we did have to go into the office. I think i had four cups of coffee before noon to stay awake through the jet lag.
Now, as I’m sure everybody back home knows because y’all had the day off, but Monday was the 4th of July. Again, not a holiday here. Funny enough, one of the American secondees (translate: a guy who was there from the US office for two years) threw a little 4th of July get-together in the office. It was filled with snacks picked out by the Europeans, so everything they thought we would eat at a 4th of July part. It was the most American food they could think of. Naturally, our “traditional” food included Budweiser, McDonald’s, and Pringles. Decor included red solo cups, pictures of our presidential candidates, a print out of the declaration of independence, and a few pictures of “sterotypical” American things like guns, American Flags, and a bald eagle. They even held a mock election, which I won’t tell you the results because I don’t want to be liable for a riot.
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|Tower Bridge at Sunset|