Whenever I travel to England on business I always love the first day of arrival. When I come back for personal reasons, I usually have my family with me so I find myself annoyingly (to my wife; not to me) repeating myself; “oh, I haven’t had this in years…” or “this is where Daddy went to school”, etc. Thankfully my wife has a lot of patience – and my daughter is only two – so they both put up with it. However, when I come back on business I am usually traveling alone and, on the first day back, I always plop my headphones on and go for a long walk; listening to songs that remind me of growing up in England and catching up on old familiar sights and smells. Yesterday was no exception.
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