Stupid Tourists
What's the stupidest thing you've ever heard a tourist say? Ever heard an American talking about visiting "Scotchland, England", or (and this one is actually real) a Japanese couple talking about the correct way to say Clapham is actually Clatham, as "ph" sounds are pronounced "th". Which has a certain logic really. UPDATE: Please, no more Loogabarooga stories. It's getting like, "and I opened my eyes and my mum had left me a cup of tea!"
( , Thu 7 Jul 2005, 16:31)
What's the stupidest thing you've ever heard a tourist say? Ever heard an American talking about visiting "Scotchland, England", or (and this one is actually real) a Japanese couple talking about the correct way to say Clapham is actually Clatham, as "ph" sounds are pronounced "th". Which has a certain logic really. UPDATE: Please, no more Loogabarooga stories. It's getting like, "and I opened my eyes and my mum had left me a cup of tea!"
( , Thu 7 Jul 2005, 16:31)
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Jack the Ripper tour, London
Okay, this isn't actually anything a tourist said but it was a bit of fun me and my friends use to indulge in when we lived in Brick Lane.
We used to frequent a pub on Commercial Street in Spitalfields called The Ten Bells. Weird place... by day a strip club for jaded city types and by night a stop off point for coachloads of tourists, all on the Jack the Ripper tour.
So you'd be sitting, in the evening, in a very empty pub. Suddenly the door opens and in pile 40 to 50 tourists. They each have a drink, usually a half of something, take loads of pics of the tiled walls (The Ten Bells is famed for its interior dec) then they'd bugger off. In all it takes about half an hour. Then the place is empty again. Ten minutes later the door opens and another load of tourists arrive. Cameras flash, half pints consumed. Then they leave. Empty. Ten minutes later... and so on.
So we started to infiltrate tourist photos. We would spot someone about to take a pic of their mates and we'd leap in and position ourselves at the back. We waved, gave the v sign, grinned, snogged. And then we'd sit down as though nothing had happened.
Later we started doing it in other London locations like The Tower and The British Museum.
Ah, happy days.
After my degree I got a job in press monitoring. It's shit but it pays the rent.
( , Tue 12 Jul 2005, 15:54, Reply)
Okay, this isn't actually anything a tourist said but it was a bit of fun me and my friends use to indulge in when we lived in Brick Lane.
We used to frequent a pub on Commercial Street in Spitalfields called The Ten Bells. Weird place... by day a strip club for jaded city types and by night a stop off point for coachloads of tourists, all on the Jack the Ripper tour.
So you'd be sitting, in the evening, in a very empty pub. Suddenly the door opens and in pile 40 to 50 tourists. They each have a drink, usually a half of something, take loads of pics of the tiled walls (The Ten Bells is famed for its interior dec) then they'd bugger off. In all it takes about half an hour. Then the place is empty again. Ten minutes later the door opens and another load of tourists arrive. Cameras flash, half pints consumed. Then they leave. Empty. Ten minutes later... and so on.
So we started to infiltrate tourist photos. We would spot someone about to take a pic of their mates and we'd leap in and position ourselves at the back. We waved, gave the v sign, grinned, snogged. And then we'd sit down as though nothing had happened.
Later we started doing it in other London locations like The Tower and The British Museum.
Ah, happy days.
After my degree I got a job in press monitoring. It's shit but it pays the rent.
( , Tue 12 Jul 2005, 15:54, Reply)
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