Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Jon's America I
Thanks to Betsy’s admirable efforts to recount her life and day-to-day goings on through the medium of a relatively new technology that will one day plunge us all into a social abyss, many of you will have been aware of the epic odyssey we endured to finally be together. Despite mild Ron Swanson-esque personal misgivings about the internet in general, I genuinely have been touched to see the outpouring of goodwill from all of you online, so thank you.
I’ve been here in the US permanently for around 10 days now, and I couldn’t be happier to finally be with the woman I love. Obviously I have a great deal of feelings about that, and naturally I won’t be sharing many of those feelings online because I'm British and we don't talk about things like that publicly. However, I would like to share with you stray observations that float by me from time to time, as I embark on a new adventure that will likely come to define my adult life (ulp). I’ve read a few expat blogs and (he says, generalizing wildly) they often seem to follow a similar theme – “Customer service sucks/is too in-your-face, why can’t I get good Mexican/ Indian food, I miss things... why can’t everything be just how I want it...”
I could do that if I wanted to, and start focusing relentlessly on what’s different about where I’ve come from to where I am, but frankly I find that tedious. In the time that I’ve spent in the great city of DC, I’ve seen far more that makes me feel that I’m right at home than makes me feel that I’m somewhere new. In London, I was sent off by a wonderful family and a fantastic group of friends that I consider myself lucky to have, but in DC I was greeted by the same. Of course I miss people back at home, and that won’t change, but then again my wife and I spent two years desperately missing each other, and now we get to be together again. However, all that said, allow me to be grossly hypocritical: you need to sort out your tea situation, America. $11 for a box of PG Tips? No. And fancy “breakfast teas” with delusions of grandeur just ain’t gonna cut it. (I'm looking at you, Lipton). That’s my one (probably inaccurate) bitch about this otherwise great land, and I shall cling to it.
And so now I’m here and there’s a lot to do and a lot that’s already been done. We’re currently moving into a new apartment and finally getting to do the things that normal couples do, like argue where the sofa goes and how big our new TV is going to be. And I couldn’t be happier about that.
If she’ll let me, I’m thinking about borrowing Betsy’s excellent blog once a month or so to post updates about what’s going on now that I’m here. I’d love to hear your thoughts on whether that’s a good idea or not – if you feel I should never darken her online doorstep again, be brutally honest! If you’re all willing to let this thing, whatever it is, continue, you’ll hear from me again at the beginning of November.
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