Bloody hell, I’m being nicked by Alamo for some scratches to my rental car in Amsterdam. I’m screwed on this one, I’m pretty certain the company won’t reimburse me for it. Bank of America says I can try to make a claim to Visa as part of the collision insurance on my credit card, but I won’t know if they’ll cover it until I send them a mountain of paperwork and it’s officially declined or not.
I’m “officially” studying French right now, but whenever it comes time to work on it, I always seem to drift over to Dutch. Watching movies with Dutch subtitles is a great way to pick up common phrases, but something tells me the finer part of cockney slang in Green Street Hooligans (Groene Straat Hooligans) is lost in translation.
I’m sick again with a sore throat and sinus congestion. I’m beginning to wonder if I actually have allergies for the first time in my life.
