So here's the thing. I'm in England. England. For serious. It's crazy and beautiful. They have castles like it's nothing and the buildings are so old they are basically falling over. It is just such an older country than te US. Well not the land. But the civilization part of it I guess. Anyways. I think it finally hit me that I'm traveling around Europe. Paris was great. But maybe it seemed too much like Spain and Italy to me. Not familiar but not new. England is different. Or maybe it's just because they speak English and I feel moderately comfortable. Or maybe it's because the French aren't overly welcoming. I've heard twice from strangers that the French are rude and don't like foreigners in their country. They get annoyed if they have to speak english to you. Well whatever it is, it has sunk in that I am here and I am doing this. And I know it will be hard and challenging but also amazing and refreshing. To know that there are people all over the world just being people and living their lives. That there are good people all over the world doing good things. We're all just trying to live our lives the best way we know how. No matter what country we live in.