Jun 18, 2006 04:06
I got home last Sunday, the 11th. I'll post about the World Cup and comparing it to the US later. It's very different, but the US cares more than I think.
Dad doesn't want me to visit Reggie this summer. It means I'll have to work my ass off to convince him. Dad doesn't want me "driving through redneck territory" but really, it's because I'm a girl.
America is a strange place. Things are so big. Fish and chips are made from tilapia, not cod or haddock. What? I look at drink menus, and I sigh. But I'll be honest, I'm adjusting better but wish I were back there. You know. I miss them all.