So I went back to the UK for a week to see my family and
friends and it was a surprise in more ways than one, but the main reason was
that I liked being there.
Yes it rained….ALOT!, There were flood warnings in abundance
and I experienced endless wet stuff and gusting winds of 80mph which were a
surprise. The trees are in a mess, let me tell you, after months and months of heavy
rain theres not much support holding them into the ground anymore and they can
do without wind like that.It was insanely busy, especially Heathrow T3 which was a nightmare of people.
It was warm, yes it was wet, but at 10C it was warm to me
I actually really liked being there. I was comfortable. I
shared waves with other drivers when we let each other out and gave each other
space to negotiate some flood across some road, or some pothole and there were
many. I knew were turns of phrase meant all the time and what a raised eyebrow
might indicate, along with slang terminology.
I spent happy hours shopping in M&S with one of my
besties and am finally cured of Next. There was nothing in there at all to buy.
I had a shandy in a pub, chip shop chips, Tapas, a roast
dinner, a Chinese and spent cheaply in Tescos.
I spent precious time with my family and my friends and
crammed in every spare moment with people that I love. I partied with an
excellent drag queen on the last Friday night and I slept a lot on the flight
home.
I know what you mean about the trees! I remember a couple years before I moved to NS, we had an incredibly, unusually wet spring and summer. By the time the hurricane season came, we got hit by a very weak Cat 2 which was enough to completely devastate my town. It took no real wind force to blow down trees and telephone poles that were barely anchored in the ground due to all the rain that past summer. Luckily, England doesn't have to worry about hurricanes but the flooding is bad enough.
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