Stonehenge / Salisbury
Wo-hoo!  rocks!
I think Stonehenge was the first place that I was truly faithful to the little guided audio tour thing. And it made me remember why I hate them... I kept on bumping into people as I followed its directions.

So here I am, with one hand holding this big black thing that resembles a cell phone of days past and the other hand cupping my ear to hear what the damned piece of shit is saying. My head bumps into a couple of people's backs as I search for the little markers on the ground.

And what did I find out? There's a bunch of rocks on the ground and there's still some questions behind its origins.

A mind bending experience.

But what can I say? I'm a little guy born and raised in a country that is founded on the cultural genocide of its indigenous peoples. I was starved for history.

Anyway, I had taken the train to Salisbury where I immediately boarded a bus to Stonehenge. Then I came back to Salisbury to buy some postcards to send home and find steak.

I couldn't find the steak. I settled for Pizza Hut.

And I am such an idiot!
The waiter (yes, it was a dine in Pizza Hut with waiters) came around asked how I was doing and took my order. Then he came by a little later during my little lunch to ask how I was doing, and I replied, "Fine, thanks. How about you?"

Duh!

He was talking about the food!

And I think this happened twice.

In the span of minutes! "Fine, thanks. How about you?"

Ugh! I'm such an idiot!