back in the states...

I am back in the States. Strange? Definitely. Surreal? Borderline. Hard? Quite. Good? Most likely.
Suprisingly (or not) it is just as big a culture shock returning as going. It's so strange to be surrounded by so much American-ness. Really. I find myself calling potato chips 'crisps' and french fries 'chips' and the trash can 'rubbish bin'. And in the middle of all that I find myself at a country wedding and eating ribs. Bizarre.
I just have to keep reminding myself like when I first arrived in England: It's going to be different, just keep an open mind and you will be fine.
I think I am happy to be back. It was so hard for me to get off the plane - to even get on in London, at that - but I guess it's just another stage of life, and life is what you make it. And so I'm going to make the most of it.
So I guess I will start by telling all about my last five weeks in Europe...
But. As it is 11 at night (I know, I know) I am hopefully not still jet lagged, as I have been here for a week tomorrow, but tired all the same, I will begin tomorrow. Or the next day. But soon.
xx