Homecoming

I'm home.

And, I guess that's that. So ends my journey.

Spent some time at Matt's place in Southampton taking in the last bits of England I could, seeing people, bowling, eating curry, and drinking ale. I've mentioned how awesomely incredible Matt has been to me over the course of my blog, but it bears repeating at least one more time. He put me up for about a total of 2 months since I've been abroad, never asking for shit in return. He's been really enthusiastic about finding me employment and has just been a generally kickass friend. My ability to stay overseas for so long has been made possible by his generosity (and that of his housemates and family). I am very indebted to him at this point but will hopefully find the opportunity to repay him eventually. So in general, I feel I had a good sending off. Then there was the trip home...

Airport security at Heathrow was predictably excessive. I had to take my shoes off twice as well as be frisked twice (along with all the other typical song and dance). Also the no liquids on the plane and a reduced size carry on, blah blah blah. Just more shit to deal with before getting on the plane, but nothing too harrowing. Basically BAA had their act together, everything just took a bit longer with the added measures. On the plane I had the pleasure of sitting next to a spastic 10 yr. old British girl that had never been in an airplane before. Did I mention she was spastic? She had no sense of other people's personal space (and fidgeted more than a meth addict), which translated into me getting elbowed 5 dozen times, her poking and prodding my belongings and generally sticking her face right up next to mine for god know's what reason, her screaming and jumping up and down on the seat AND she felt the need to get out of her seat to walk up and down the aisles no less than 20 times over the course of the flight. Even more reasons to move forward with my Youth Genocide Movement.

Homecoming was great, with the family plus Scott (sister's b-friend) waiting at home with some of my favorite foods and a belated birthday cake. It's nice to feel welcome. Kept it lowkey, and now I just been getting used to having my computer again which is strange as hell. I never would have denied how wired in I am before I left, but having been away for so long from my personal portal to the internets I feel oddly empowered to be sitting infront of these monitors again.

Not to cut this sort or anything, but my body thinks it's 4am at the moment and I don't care much to argue with it, so I think I'm gonna hit the pillow. I'm sure I'll be experiencing all sorts of culture shock in the coming days, which I'll report on. I'll be spending some time with family on Thursday, but I wanna see as many people as I can in the coming weeks, so get in touch and lemme know what you're up to. I might be planning a journey into Boston as early as this weekend, so definitely drop a line if you're in the city. My phone number is the same as it was before I left.

I love and miss you people. Let us be re-united in Peace and Harmony.