Team Fail – Page 2 – This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed

I’ve Seen the Flag on the Marble Arch

Post author:Concrete
Post published:March 1, 2015
Post category:London Team Fail
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And right from the start, London meant business. If business means separating tourists (and locals, I'm sure) from their money as expediently as possible. Just to leave the airport (Luton, since we took a cheap flight) cost £52 for a train to our hostel in Tulse Hill. And despite that, we had to wonder the whole time if we were on the wrong train, there was almost no directional signage anywhere to be found, and even the locals didn't seem to know where exactly Tulse Hill was, or if this train was in fact going there. When the train finally…

Sørdansk

Post author:Concrete
Post published:February 28, 2015
Post category:Denmark Team Fail
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I woke up with that strange sense of "where the fucking fuck am I?" There were people in the room speaking French, and I was on the top of a creaky bunk bed. Nothing made much sense to me at first. It took me much longer than it should have to remember that I flew to Europe yesterday, or that I was in a hostel in Copenhagen. Ben was already up and ready to go to a Danish dentist, we missed the first appointment but again what else can we expect, we're Team Fail. We only planned for one day…

Team Fail: From The Rescue!

Post author:Concrete
Post published:February 27, 2015
Post category:Denmark Team Fail
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It started out of spite... a few days after New Year's, I bought a ticket to Copenhagen, for the end of February. I had just had a bitter argument with my parents about the possibility of going hiking in Iceland this summer, and they even offered to use their leftover airline points to get me there... until I was forced to admit I had no idea who was coming with me yet, even though the trip was at least six months away. So I decided to go farther, and sooner, and just kind of hoped that if I waved tickets…