I always enjoy my Dallas layovers. These days I tend to get a rental and head out of town with the crew who want to come with me and it’s always superb.
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Congratulations, Hank Scorpio. You ticked all three boxes. Welcome to Finland!
I’m familiar with Finland but not *that* familiar. You’d have to ask a bona fide Finn if their driving courses involve snow/winter techniques. You could always take your test in June when it’s not dissimilar to a nice day in Italy!
Sure, but you were amongst friends and we Brits revel in a good bit of piss-taking as long it’s funny. It’s part of our culture.
You’ve replied to the wrong person. If it concerns Jane Badler, her eating habit on or off screen were not something I consided to be important in the ‘80s! Gerbils, schmerbils. It’s Diana from V. Dribble.
Apart from the ‘Hilary for president’ slogan, which appears to be somewhat precognitive, this ranks as a low point for me in TG’s history, up there with the disastrous India special.
I’m there regularly. Doesn’t close my eyes to the issues in the South, any more than you shouldn’t be aware of problems in Europe, as I’m sure you are.
What is real? How do you define real? If you’re talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, what you can taste and see, then ‘real’ is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.
Memories. You’re talking about memories.
It’d be like taking a reformed alcoholic to a bar to celebrate their abstinence...
I think you would find your taxi driver stops understanding English at that point! Taxis in Helsinki (when I was there) were an odd mix of old Mercedes and enormous American steel. You would occasionally see the odd modern Toyota or Volvo, but very rarely. They all did it.
I plead tiredness and not having seen the movie for years, your honour!
As a Brit, I would like to add that I love visiting the Southern states of the USA. I have learned to keep my mouth shut about religion, politics and guns muttering ‘none of my business, sir/ma’am’ if it ever comes up. That doesn’t leave a lot to talk about (heh), but I find layovers there so much more interesting…
Like many boys of a certain age, I had an enormous crush on Jane Badler back then. If she wanted to scoff rats, so be it- it did not dampen my ardour.
The taxi drivers certainly are. Finland requires fitting of snow/studded tyres for winter, by law, and they’re essential. We winge about a bit of snow here in the UK but our light dusting is a joke compared to what gets dumped on Finland.
Spot on.
It’s not as much fun as their other hobby.
The Finnish military is, as you say, not to be fucked with. I’ve been on exercises with their air force and the aircrews having something of a ‘hold my beer and watch this’ mentality. Whilst we were fannying about with health and safety briefings and making sure the engineers had hi-viz vests, these guys were carving…
Made me chuckle. Because it’s true. Allegedley.