I am making my way back slowly to the UK after having been in Tennessee to see Lisa and Jason get married. I have never cried so much at a wedding (including my own). It was also surprisingly sad for me to leave. I don't know when I will see Lisa and Jason again. In fact I saw a lot of great friends on this trip and I will miss them when I am back in the UK. Maybe now that I have been in Oxford long enough to get a feel for what my life there is really like I can hold that up and compare it to the life that I knew in Pittsburgh and think about what I have lost. Don't misunderstand me, Oxford is great and I am happy to be there. I know today that I will always love the people I knew in Pittsburgh. This trip was great. The wedding was beautiful.
- filling gas tanks while the engine is still running,
- calling the cab well in advance,
- having just one more beer,
- reading out loud at the pool,
- walking barefoot in wet grass,
- watching fireflies,
- smoking cigars while dancing,
- not catching flowers,
- turquoise with brown,
- tactfully not mentioning the fate of the goldfish,
- Guinness shots with the bride,
- talking about science anyways,
- the marinated mushrooms,
- playing pool in high heels,
- reconnecting,
- teaching others choice british phrases,
- ignoring silly girls,
- avoiding the ice cream by eating meat for dessert,
- and drinking the scotch on the rocks.
