I have been informed by my mother that my last post was pathetic. At least she's reading my blog. It shows she cares. And while I'm in the US, I'm reading the papers because I care. There are two stories right now that demonstrate how what gets reported reflects what's important to people in different regions of the world. The first is the World Cup currently being played for in South Africa. The second is the deep sea oil well dumping gas into the Gulf of Mexico. In England, the World Cup is what you might call A BIG DEAL. On Friday, the large screen in one of our office conference rooms was appropriated for viewing of the opening game. The first game England played was against the US. The game started roughly about the time I landed in Boston and when I got to my hotel, I turned on ESPN to see if it was showing. There was baseball. And lacrosse. And I got lucky and caught one of those "what's going on in sports while you're watching this" ...
2021 and I'm still trying to remember which box I packed my sense of adventure in. Weaving and baking and walking the dogs until I can find it.