Naricago Dallrow
Naricago Dallrow is Chicago, Heathrow (London), Narita (Japan), and Dallas.
My adventure started last sunday where my work called me to go observe our product. Basically, I would observe the our product real-time and log anything that didn’t work. That stuff is boring, so I’ll write about my adventures in Naricago Dallrow.
I had under 24 hours to get ready. It was pretty exciting. I would go from Chicago to Heathrow, Heathrow back to Chicago, Chicago to Narita, and finally Narita to Dallas.
I can’t write too detail about my trip, or else this would be a novel, so I’ll just write the stuff that stick out of my head.
Chicago is soooo cold. It was the coldest out of the whole trip. I wanted to eat the pizza there, but didn’t have a chance to get some local food. I just went to the hotel restaurant and ate a crab sandwich. I didn’t have a chance to see the Sears Tower or The Sky Deck. I did eat a pizza from the airport, but it wasn’t that good.
Heathrow is expensive; United Kindom in general. The dollar is weak compared to the pound. I had a fish pie (can’t eat meat pie, cause I don’t eat meat), London Pride beer and an appetizer at a local pub. The beer of choice, at the pub, is Fosters/ While exploring a local mall, I started to walk around the area, so while walking around the streets, I found an adult store. It wasn’t as cold as I thought it would be. People are nice there. Everybody says “Cheers” and “Cheers Mate”. I didn’t hear anybody say “bloody“, “loo” or “bloak” (sp?).
I saw the music video “And No Matches” by Scooter at the hotel. It’s pretty funny. “Alright, listen. Three men in a boat with four cigarettes. And no matches. How do they manage to smoke.” Yeah, this band does not look like a “Scooter”.
I also ordered room service after my long nap. I gotta say, room service is nice, but expensive. I got fish and chips and a ceasar salad. The fish and chips is just like any fish and chips. Nothing special.
Narita is nice. I’m glad I went back there again. I found the same ramen place that I ate last time. They got a bigger place and it was down the street. I was really hungry so I got the extra big portion. I should have gotten the regular size to save room for some sushi, but my eyes were bigger than my stomach again. On the plane ride there, I started talking to a flight attendant and she said that there was a really good sushi place next to the Aeon Mall. They were going to go and I should have gone there before I ate the ramen. When I went back to the hotel, I went to the bar to waste some time. I had desert there to. I have a picture of the bar, so I’ll post some pictures up later.
I was waiting for the shuttle back to my hotel, and white girl and guy comes over. They say something in japenese, and I say that I don’t speak japenese, and they go “Geez, does anybody know japenese” in a english/scottish/irish accent. I asked them in english where they were going and I knew where it was so I helped them. The funny thing is the girl had a bright neon yellow shirt that had a happy face on it. She also was wearing hip-hop clothes with a pink hat (tilted of course). She looked like a joke.
The flight from Narita to Dallas was 13 hours. Oh man, it was a very long flight.
Dallas’s airport is really nice. I think they remodeled it or something, but it’s nice. I was hungry and had enough time to eat, so I went to TGIFridays. I ordered fish and chips (the only thing non-meat), ceasar salad, green bean fries, and a beer. The waitress looked at me and ask how long I was there, and I told her for 2 hours, and she said okay.
Flight attendants are nice. They like to chat and one of them that I talked to were perverted. It was fun.
I couldn’t wait for my last flight home, from Dallas to LAX. After a week of flying, I just wanted to go back home.
Overall, even though flying around was for work, it was fun. I wished I wasn’t that tired so I could have enjoyed Chicago, Heathrow, Narita, and Dallas more.
Oh well, I think I’ll stop here.