Hello from London. My new neighborhood is very cute and adjacent to an old cemetery that is now a park. I’m trying to get all of the hard stuff out of the way: purchase an Oyster card for the Tube, figure out the protocol at the post office, get a mobile phone and figure out how to make an international call. I have to admit that the mobile phone experience made me feel a bit provincial; after I finally found a decent deal on an international calling and text plan it took me the better part of the afternoon to charge it up and figure out how to make a call and send a text. And I hadn’t even gotten to “checking voicemail”. Good fun.
The language barrier is not so bad but it does take me an extra beat or so to fully translate the fast talkers and some of the announcements. I actually had one woman tell me that I should watch the news and learn to mimic their accents so I won’t be overcharged but I don’t want to be that pretentious American faking the accent.
I had such a great month on the East Coast it is admittedly a little hard to let it go. I spent the better part of August and early Sept. hanging around with an old friend and we kept to a rigorous schedule of walking on the beach and looking at plants/insects/birds so getting back to something more formal might be a good thing, at least for a little while. Maybe. I guess. Sort of.
As things stand right now it was the best month of my life and I don’t miss Hawaii at all.
I’m sure I’ll get around to it but right now I’m excited about the future.