Well, I'm back in England.
It's very strange, very surreal.
It feels like all my memories from America were a dream.
It's good to be home, but God do I miss America.
I cried flying out of Duluth.
I've had my fish and chips for tea, I've been hanging out with my parents.
And oh, my new camera is charging :]]
I plan to spend my night wrapping presents and trying to sleep off my jet lag.
I'll try to write something more interesting tomorrow, but I am jet lagged as hell.
It's 5.40pm here, but my body thinks it's 11.40am.
See you tomorrow,