Well, Jo is no longer somewhere exotic and weird but has made it back to Thornbury for the weirdest experiences and spaced out-ness that have ensued.
I dont know why supermarkets are the scariest places, especially since most young people in the UK, including me, have worked in one at some time before the age of 20, but they are scary. Walking into my local one was just as if I had never been away and had just woken up from the weirdest dream. Maybe it was the long flights and lack of sleep and the lasting effects of sleeping tablets combined with allcohol and the jet lag, but i was such a space cadet on returning and couldnt stop giggling like an escapee from the local looney bin. And the supermarket was the cherry on top - just so completely overwhelming that you could choose from 97 different types of cheese and 10 types of muesli and all such weird and wonderful edible food with no dog heads in sight.
One of the weirdest things about being back is that there is so much that I wasnt expecting. Like the weather. I figure its almost March, it should be getting warm by now, but no - the day i return its freezing and I am wandering around heathrow in my sandals, accentuated by my airplane socks. A fashion statement Im sure, but one that will catch on? And then it started to snow. In a really mad way, the entire town i covered in a heavy layer of snow and there are kids everywhere making snowmen and having snowfights. And I was expecting spring!
Then there is the food. My parents are still on the Atkins diet, which involves not eating anything besides meat and vegetables and only some vegetables at that, so since I have been back all I have been eating is salad and stir fry and I am still craving that bacon sarnie three days after my return!
I went shopping today, which has been fantastic. Not only can i actually fit into the clothes here, as most of the clothes in asia come in two sizes - tiny or very tiny, but now I feel all 'normal' as in the shops not only are there clothes that actually fit me without having to go to the boys section, but they actually fit me well and I have somehow managed to go down 2 clothes sizes since I left last year, which can only be a good thing. Yippee! (Here's hoping it lasts!)
In the same way that everything has changed, nothing has changed. The pubs are all the same with the same people, just fewer of them as everyone has slowly moved away, and driving is something that I had forgotton but picked up again, just like riding a bike, but scarier when all these cars come at you from nowhere.
After watching Neighbours twice i feel that i have caught up on everything of importance that has happened in the last year, although it might take a bit longer for Eastenders!
Its so weird to be home, and so nice, but my stir fry is calling.
Take care
Love and sunshine
funny, i was just looking at your blog today and wondering where you'd got to! must be strange to be back - hope you get that bacon sarnie soon. xx