I’ve been in Houston for nearly two weeks while Brian is in Brazil for work. I’m staying with friends and stalking my children while I soak up all the south Texas heat, catching up with friends, watching my Boy tear up the dirt bike track, and loving all the time I get to spend with him and my Girl.
I’ve split my time couch surfing between the houses of two friends who have spoiled me with their hospitality. I’ve also made a much needed but too short trip to Austin to see my other beautiful friends. Debi and I spent late nights chatting about all things photography, and Angela and I have spent long days and late nights chatting about all things blogging. I love my friends.
Angela has a cooking and DIY blog (Tartan Tastes in Texas). Take a look at this post here and then tell me how spoiled I am that I have been given the honor of living in that amazing suite for part of my stay. Did you see that shower? Shower heads on two sides with water pressure that could peel the paint off your walls. It’s like showering in a car wash and I love every minute of it. Don’t even get me started on the bath tub. I might just swim some laps in it tomorrow.
I’m relishing the open spaces of Texas, driving on the right side of the road in my big Jeep with the terrible gas mileage, spending dollars on good Mexican food, catching up with girlfriends in English pubs. I’m feeling decadent when I put hazelnut flavored creamer in my coffee (brewed in kitchens which are bigger than our whole UK flat). I can go outside in December without a jacket, hat, scarf and gloves. I understand everyone’s American accented English, I have not had to drive around a single round-about, and did I mention that it was eighty degrees today? And the Mexican food? And that I get to see my kids?
Tomorrow I’ll head back “home” to England. I’ll bundle up and allow myself to be enchanted by the snow. I’ll continue to love the metro system and be eternally grateful for the NHS. I’ll give my tea kettle a little hug, and order Indian food in the first pub I come across. I’ll smile when I see centuries old buildings and I’ll be stunned again by the scenery of the North Sea coast.
I have the best of both worlds, and I couldn’t be more grateful for the chance to live this life.