London

So, I went back for a week. Wrote this on the tube one day.

It's the little things. You know, like tyhe light switches on the outside of the toilets. Calling them toilets. The jokes sbout Bush that are not powered by bile, but rather a benign contempt. The "excuse me" that doesn't come across as at all. Polite. The black people. Sports that the whole country cares about - if only for a moment. The tube. The pubs (though the Newspaper said that 25percent of Britons drink too much - only 25?). The buildings that are older than your grandparents. The bacon roll that is older than your grandparents. The rugby that suprises, the football that disappoints. This earth, this realm, this England.

Funny to be at a place in my life where I'm not feeling any difference between here and America. It's as if I went to bed one night and walked out of.a different door in the morning. I suppose that will change. And that I will change. But that's the thing about change, you usually don't feel it while it's happening. If your lucky, you just notice it one day. Usually, someone else points it out.