Things I Miss
-People to do things with.
-Not raining every time I want to go running. It rains a lot here.
-Coffee flavored drinks and/or the coffeehouse atmosphere. Cafes just don't cut it.
-Being able to hear the vendor when he or she talks to you. One of the plus sides of the loud American stereotype.
-Being able to smile at people. I made the mistake of smiling at a guy in the metro when I lost my balance (amateur move, during the first few days), you know, like any normal person would do at home to lessen the awkwardness, but here, if a girl smiles at a guy, it means 'All systems go.' I just want to be friendly!
-Seeing grass everyday. I love the big city atmosphere, but I hate having to go to a park to see more nature than just a spindly tree jutting out of the sidewalk.
-The right kind of outlets. I have to strategically plan my use of electronics so I can charge them accordingly. And I broke down and bought a hair straightener because I couldn't stand my big, curly, Julia-Roberts-in-Pretty-Woman (only worse) hair anymore.
-Things being open past 8pm. It stays light here 'til 10 at least, which is absolutely delightful, but everything closes early.
-Honey Bunches of Oates. My mornings, and therefor my days, are not the same without a bowl of honey, bunchy, oatyness. Frosted Flakes (or Frosties, as they are called here) are only good for so long.
(photo by ehunt)