I MADE IT!!

I'm sitting in my room for the night in Spain. I get to stay in one of the hotel guest rooms till tomorrow. I'm taking full advantage of the room which includes wi-fi while I got it.

I feel like I've just conquered Rome to get here...cuz in fact I probably did because I had to overnight in London by Heathrow Airport. I forgot the number one rule of dealing with Brits (no offense):

If you want the right answers to have to ask the right questions.

For example: At the hotel I was overnighting at....

Me: I would like to use your internet.
Front Dest (FD): It's 3 pounds for 15 mins.
Me: That's fine. Can I pay by credit card?
FD: You don't have cash?!?
Me: No. (I had given it all, which was a hefty sum, to the taxi driver that brought me there after giving me the what for wasting his time and money **the drivers have to pay to enter Heathrow Intl** by not taking the bus. I think he was embarrassed. I felt like Christ. But that's another story.)
FD: There's a cash machine over there.
Me: Ok. I'll be right back.

I am unsuccessful at the machine.

Me: The machine wouldn't take my card. Is there another ATM nearby.
FD: No. What's your room number?
Me: 140
FD: Just sign here to show you're charging it to your room.
Me: Thanks. I do need to get back to Heathrow today so I will need cash to catch the bus right? (I now knew about the bus.)
FD: Yes.
Me in my brain: Grrrreat

After emailing Mommy. I have a brilliant idea.

Me: Is there a way I can exchange curreny here at the front desk?
FD: Oh yes. What do you want to exchange?
Me in my brain: Ahhhhhhhh!!!

Tell me that couldn't have been simpler.

Not to mention running into more irrate people in 24hrs then I've run into in the past 5 years and half of those were in the English Tourist Industry. Yes, Hawaii is paradise.