America

I’m off to that small country called America a week tomorrow, visiting relatives in Kansas for the first time. The first time in Kansas mind, not the first time seeing the relatives. I’ve a feeling its going to be very strange, seeing them transplanted from surburban Harrogate-Yorkshire to Ottawa-Kansas, tornado alley. They have a storm cellar, I mean, yikes. So anyway, I get a train home on Thursday and I need to sort of some of that american money, and pack and buy shorts and suncream so I don’t burn like a muppet. All very boring things which you probably won’t care about in the slightest.

This will only be the second time in an aeroplane for me that I can remember (parents went to greece when i was ~1) so I’m looking forward to all the shenanigans, the waiting, the duty free, the waiting, the cancellation, etc.
I’ve no idea what to expect of Kansas though, everyone says its flat, and hot, and windy. I shall soon find out…