While in London recently, my wife found out that a bunch of old British money we had was no longer valid. During the pandemic, England switched to new bills. Being foreigners, we could either change the money at the Bank of England or do it at a post office. When Yun and I entered the nearest post office, we were shocked to find out it was also a curry restaurant. So as people stood in line waiting to get stamps or mail a package, there were people sitting at a counter eating curry over rice or getting take-out. I can honestly say it was the best smelling post office I’ve ever been in.
