Travel Les­son No. 2:

Be­ware Sexy Brits

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My Bri­tish friend Shan­non, who was liv­ing in New York, had a brother, An­drew, and I felt in­stant chem­istry with him. This isn’t say­ing much, be­cause—so cliché— I love a Bri­tish ac­cent. We in­ter­acted for about six min­utes and ex­changed e-mail ad­dresses. An­drew went back to Lon­don. We e-mailed ravenously and flir­ta­tiously for weeks. This led to me fly­ing to Lon­don—YOLO. The plan was to check in to my ho­tel and meet him for lunch. A pic­nic? Small bites at Clar­idge’s, per­haps? I show­ered, changed into a vin­tage Diane von Fursten­berg wrap, and walked to the ad­dress An­drew had in­structed. So sexy! So ro­man­tic! So … Burger King? Yup. The mag­i­cal mo­ment he ar­ranged for us was lunch at Burger King. I or­dered a bun. Just the bun. And never saw An­drew again.

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