honestly, the last time I went to the UK by train (about 5-8 years ago?) I already was security checked as if I was taking a plane, so really, how European have they ever been, I mean, usually, there are no border controls at all…
On another note, my hamster was diagnosed with cancer. He is the most loving creature in the world, he doesn’t deserve this, it really makes me doubt my belief in god.
Have you ever loved a book so much you felt like throwing up? Because I really hope so.
In every job interview I am their second choice and it’s starting to wear me out tbh