So, it's one o'clock in the afternoon and I have nothing to do. TIME TO BLOG!
Recently I went to Scotland...Dundee to be precise. Whilst there I saw some of the stranger
sights of last month. Dundee itself was lovely - the majority* of the people there were incredibly friendly. (*With the exclusion of one craft shop owner who was too busy crouching to examine the floor to deal with customers.) But at the same time there were several memorable things about that trip, the first of which was...
Room Service.
So the first night there, not wanting one of the over-sized meals of the restaurant downstairs, I thought I'd just order something small..."one cheese sandwich" to be precise. Instead, what arrived at the room was a tray so large that it barely fit through the door. Not that I'm complaining, but it does explain why the "sandwich" was so expensive.
The Penguins.
An infinite amount of burgers and Disney-themed waiters.
In between looking at penguins and buying hiking socks (despite having never hiked in my life), we went to a restaurant that took pride in the names it gave to the (many) burgers on the menu. A few of my personal favourites were "The Flying Scotsman", which as the title suggests contains a lot of haggis, "The Jumping Jack Flash", which was possibly the most alcoholic thing on the menu, and finally..."Who Killed Bambi?", which I think is fairly self-explanatory.
It was also had the most interesting staff; our waiter was closer to seven-foot than six, but that's not the interesting part. The bit that intrigued me was the massive tattoo of the clock from "Beauty And The Beast" and Pinocchio on one arm, and a plethora of other smaller Disney characters on the other. To complete this look, he had "LION KING" tattooed across his knuckles. Win.
There was a lot more, but I won't bore you with the details. So farewell, from me and the Letter-Stealing Monkey. :) |
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