Today I want to talk about cucumbers. You see, I don’t like them, or at least I didn’t think I did. For years I have been going to Subway and the only vegetable I tell them to leave off are the cucumbers. But today, I went to a McDonald’s in Reading, because I was tired and it was there, and I got a McWrap Chicken Garlic Mayo, and it came with cucumbers, and they were delicious. The fact that I was in a mood to try something new and see it in a different way made all the difference, and maybe now I will start eating cucumbers. Who knows. This, of course, will not come as a surprise to anybody who likes to travel, because that’s why we travel; to see things in a different way.
Another few random things: hotel rooms in America are really huge. Every time I’m somewhere abroad and I get an economy hotel room, it is incredibly tiny by my standards, not that I generally mind at all.
Also, I already told this story, but I can’t help but repeat it: when I walked into the Reading station, which is pretty large and multi-story, I could hear the strains of what sounded for all the world like a 3rd grade band practicing. They were playing hymnals and marches. I followed the sound to find what looked like a Lions Club in America, except instead of doing the crosswords they were all playing marches while wearing what looked like vaguely high school marching band uniforms. The thing is, they were doing it sort of half-heartedly, as if it was their duty, but their heart really wasn’t in it. It was, without a doubt, the most British thing I’d ever seen in my life.
Cant wait to meet everybody tomorrow!
Ha! I caught you using miles!