Tuesday, March 31, 2009


I took the bus link from Heathrow airport to Reading to get the train to Cardiff. When I left Edmonton, there was still a blanket of snow on the ground, so seeing green grass, daisies flowering in that grass, daffodils everywhere, blossom on trees, and the leaves beginning to appear on trees was really nice--instant spring.
Whenever I return to Britain, there's a mixture of familiarity yet foreignness. I left here for Canada forty years ago, so of course, things have changed. But there are the same row houses, narrow streets, and everything seeming so small after Canada.
Yet those row houses that used to have a little pocket handkerchief of lawn in front of them, now have a gravel or paved front for car parking. Also the types of shops have changed and the families that owned those little businesses have changed. Now there are all the Chinese and Indian take-away restaurants, and similarly the people walking the streets have changed. Outside of the major cities, there previously wasn't much evidence of multi-ethnicities; as elsewhere in the world, there is now an eclectic mix people from around the world.

The ubiquitous pubs are still there, a real symbol of Britain. The sun is shining--so far so good.

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