People keep saying, but what are you going to miss in London? What can’t you get at home that you can get here? I can’t believe you are actually going this time, are you looking forward to going home?
Other than people, I am slow to come up with things I will miss about London. But here is my list so far.
Old fashioned double-decker buses
London Black Cabs
Fresh fruit and veg from Africa
Scottish salmon
Really good lattes made by serious Italian baristas
Trains that can take me anywhere in the country
Slower pace of life (for me, not typical London life)
Being in by midnight, but being out for all the fun.
Really good pork products
Text messages and T9 smart type on mobile phones
Sleeping on my natural clock and not being forced to wake up at 6:00 AM
White borders on my photographs
The smell of many types of freshly baked breads at Waitrose
Flower merchants on every corner
Funny (to me) formal British signs
Watching British people eat so carefully with a fork and knife
Smoking cigarettes indoors is still legal. (No, I didn’t start smoking, but I think the smoke-free bars in California and New York are a little over the edge.)
But more than things, I will miss my friends. My co-workers are a fantastic group of women and men. Tons of fun, creative, and always good for a laugh or eight. It is the people that have made London and not the city, but that is always the case, isn’t it?
It was Cathy, Erika, Gabriel, Marcelo and Juliet in La Plata. Stephanie, Delney, Becca, Fadi, and Tariq in Ames. Jessica, Colin, and Rachel in San Francisco. Emrys, Sarah, Lee, Jamie, Jav, Bill, Becca, Amanda, Liane, Marnie, Jake, Mike, Julie, (okay, this has to stop, cause Durango was three years, not 2 months and there are too many more people there) in Durango. For London it is the women that share my office space and eat my popcorn and let me join them for smoke breaks, even though I don’t smoke. And who pick me up a large, white coffee from Beretta.
But, I don’t miss them yet. I still have three weeks in London.
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