Excusez-moi, but who is our president?
I had a very unique experience with the recent presidential election. On election day Tuesday, I happily went to the voting booth and did my civic duty (as they say). Then, coincidentally, Tuesday evening I boarded a plane for London (where I visited a friend in London and another in Edinburgh). The vacation had been planned with no consideration of election day, but I was glad to be here to vote instead of having to get an absentee ballot.
But here’s the funny part. My husband and I managed to watch some of the early election results from a bar at the airport, but then we spent the next six or seven hours on a plane without any access to news. Once we arrived in London (mid-morning UK time), we went to meet up with our friend for lunch and had to ask her, the European, who exactly our next president was going to be. She laughed at us! But she did know and filled us in on Obama’s victory. What a funny way to find out!
On a further funny presidential note, one of the London newspapers had a GREAT headline the following day. It read: “The day the US became a little bit cool again.” Amusing and awesome!