So basically, our party was travelling through planes because we like to have fun. Upon our most recent jump this exchange happened:
DM: As you arrive, you notice that clouds block out the sky and rainfall is descending upon you.
Me (OOC): Oh hey guys, we’re in England.
DM: Not quite, you see you’re on top of a grassy hillock and can see mountains in the difference.
Me (OOC): Oh hey guys, we’re in Scotland.
DM proceeds to death stare me for a minute while the party cracks up.