So I have now officially lived in this country for six months. How crazy is that? The other day someone asked me for directions and I knew the answer. I felt like I had arrived, to say the least.
Today I was realising that the more time goes on, the more I seem to think that England is like America. When I first got here everything seemed so different. I felt so lost culturally and literally. I guess the more I adjust to living here and the less I remember about being home, the more that will happen.
There are a lot of things that I have decided I really like about being here. There are several things I think will be even harder to adjust back to in America. I love that everyone walks everywhere. I like that people try to be green and recycle. I like people aren't obligated to make small talk in the post office line. I love that they don't tear down the old buildings to build new ones. They just refurbish the old ones and it looks lovely. I love the selection of cheese and chocolate. You would think we are really close to France or something. Sometimes I just feel like it is easier to be myself here. Maybe I should have been born a Brit.
The picture is of me in Cambridge last weekend. It was really a cute little town and it was a beautiful day.
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