We are in the British Isles, and it is a glorious thing. We understand the salespeople and the train announcements, we can read the signs (except street signs, because they generally don't exist), we know what we're ordering at restaurants, and there is much rejoicing.
I'm sitting in a library in Conwy, Wales. We've been here only about an hour, but we dropped our bags at our B&B and went off to find some tea, discovering to our disappointment that they don't actually speak Whale here. We both really enjoy the afternoon tea tradition; Sarah has been contemplating retiring to the British Isles in order to indulge in said tradition. (Personally, if I were about to start grad school, I probably wouldn't be planning my retirement quite yet.) But we both really like being in English-speaking territory, so these last two weeks will be probably our favorite part of the trip. It's fortunate that we're enjoying ourselves so much here, because we are also both quite homesick, I'll admit it, and if we were somewhere we didn't like as much as this, we would be tempted to call it quits and head on home.
We have a nice, relaxing few days planned out, and we will try to get to some Internet again soon to let you all know about them. I don't have much time left, so I will sign off for now; love to all at home!
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