i have been rather introspective since returning from the uk. as i had expected, it was a whirlwind trip and made me want to have a week of relaxation and rejuvenation, but that will come when i arrive in mombasa to spend christmas on the beach with a good book and ample amount of sun screen (i have the application of sunscreen down to a fine art, with the careful placement of both spfs 15 and 30 for an even colour and uv protection).
the trip was great and as is my custom when i am left with less than half an hour in a work day to fit in a blog post, here is a list of highlights:
- my family surprising me with my sister and not my step-dad at the arrivals gate at heathrow (watch Love Actually, it really is true)
- taking my sister out for her first meal of indian food for her birthday
- the phenomenal amount of people in the streets of london
- watching my mom behave like a moth to a flame whenever she saw a marks & spencer store
- the sunny weather (some days)
- visiting with my mom, my dad, my sister, my nana, and my aunty
- going to a village pub to eat roast beast
- being stopped by the vice-chancellor on my way across the stage for a chat about my degree and my dissertation topic (which i nearly forgot and stared blankly for only a few seconds before coming up with something that resembled research title)
- laughing with my dissertation supervisor
- introducing an unsuspecting greek man to mistletoe (at the insistence of my mom!)
- lots of pints (and some half pints)
- wrapped christmas presents to open
- my first stocking out of a suitcase
- english breakfasts
- new boots for everyone!
- bargaining for handbags in london, i almost used my new head wobble thing
- riding the tube, riding the tube, and riding the tube some more
- listening to the opera singers/pizza cooks at harrods
- a home cooked meal
- snowy balls
- trapped wind
- pink cakes
- skating in greenwich
- roasted chestnuts
- the savoy christmas tree and starbucks lattes
- a heathrow farewell (watch Love Actually!)
- a pick up call to my new favourite taxi driver peter
- 18 degree weather at 11:00pm and the end of the rainy season
revisiting elements of my past whilst in the uk made me think about my future. i am not as sure as i was a few weeks ago what that entails. gotta either get back to living in the moment or making plans. i have mastered both at different times in my life, i suppose it really just depends on where i feel most comfortable now.
but i am done in neither england nor kenya, those are certainties.
6 comments:
i'm glad you had a good time. good luck with both the living in the moment and the making plans. i don't see why you can't be doing both.
i've watched love actually once already this christmas season, i'll have to see if i can squeeze in another viewing (though it would require renting since i didn't bring my copy with me)
hahaha. snowy balls, gets me everytime. and trapped wind, too funny.
it was actually my second ever indian meal, remember we went to moti majal a few years ago? but i sure do love indian food.
that's true and i was even at the first one! ok, the first south indian meal then. for me too.
was delicious.
and what's more british than indian curry?
i think the only possible thing more british is eatting indian curry whilst wearing boots....and a scarf.
Snowy balls? Trapped wind? Roast Beast? school me on these, never heard of none of em. sounds like a fiesta... or something entirely different... haha
-J
snowy balls - chocolates from marks & spencer that made my sister and i giggle everytime we saw them
trapped wind - apparently the english phrase for being bloated.
and roast beast is exactly that - a roasted piece of beef, delicious.
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