I’ve been in London for nearly two months now.
This is what I’ve learned:
- American peanut butter is infinitely superior to UK peanut butter.
- The whole walking on the right concept? Nonexistent.
- Not everyone takes the tube everywhere all the time. (I haven’t taken it once.)
- Londoners start wearing puffy coats in September. And scarves.
- Don’t let the “original flavors” fool you. Starbursts are not the same.
- Bus drivers like to live on the edge. Don’t make them angry. Especially if you’re biking.
- On that note, bicyclists in London are very brave.
- There is umbrella etiquette. But not everyone follows it.
- Soured cream topping is a thing here. Not sour cream. Soured cream topping. It doesn’t need to be refrigerated before you open it. And it’s gross.
- Pea pods are mange tout. Zucchini are courgettes. An eggplant is an aubergine. So basically the British rely on the French to name their vegetables.
- Cask ales are really a thing of beauty. I mean, I knew that already, but, hello delicious!
- You know how everyone says their neighborhood pub is the best pub? It’s true. Long live The Lamb!