I feel like I forgot to mention that I was going to Europe…to visit the bf (he’s British)…to roadtrip through the UK: England, Scotland, Wales & Ireland.
I thought I would hate it here, that it would pale in comparison to Asia, that I would be clinically depressed from so much rain but I LOVE IT! There’s sheep and castles and HISTORY and even the gloomy sky is PERFECTION…the rain poetic and plentiful leaving everything greeeeen, a vivid shade that I swear doesn’t exist anywhere else in the world.
My boyfriend wakes me up every day with milky tea and says things like (I wish I could type with an accent!) “you have brought the weather with you, honey” every time the sun peeks through the clouds. We drive on twisty, tiny, windy country roads and he patiently pulls over every time I squeal at cows and lakes and things that NYC girls aren’t used to.