Happy Hour

A customary drink or two or three seems like the norm here. I often find myself IMing Vicky or Rosie saying that I have to go because it is the end of our day and my colleagues and I are having a drink after work. I'm not complaining but it's definitely something different here. A drink turns into 2 or 3 hours later and great conversation.

Today I went out with my manager and another colleague. I see the point in socializing over a drink after work. You get to know your colleagues on a different level and chat about work too.

I heard someone talking on the train about the difference between London and Paris. In Paris, you smell urine on every street. In London, you have to avoid the vomit. That was definitely the case when I visited Sofia in Paris and on Friday mornings in London, you have to watch where you walk along the pubs.