US-UK Language Barrier

When I arrived in Birmingham, I checked into my hotel. Jetlagged. “Good morning. I have a reservation. My name is Brooks,” I say confidently. She responds, “Welcome. Okay. Thank you. Is that Brooks with an A?” “Ahh. Umm. No. Errr....

Kenilworth Castle

Somehow, I wound up in Great Britain this week. Again, my philosophy of “everybody’s got to be somewhere” came true. Only, this time, it was pretty cool. Where, you ask, was I? Dear readers, I was in Birmingham, England. (For...