Now that we’ve been here for a while things don’t seem so alien. I don’t notice accents as much as I used to, nor do I feel like I speak so very differently from the locals. I don’t have to work to remember to call my phone in my purse a “mobile” and I call those red vegetables “tomAHtoes” when speaking with someone other than John.
I don’t hesitate when someone talks about buying a Chrissie prezzie (Christmas present). It seems normal to have wonderful fresh fruit available for Christmas--I’m eating watermelon or pineapple almost every day.
Christmas is celebrated differently here. People talk proudly of their fiber optic
trees (I mean “fibre optic” trees) but I want to buy
a real tree. The trees I have seen are
different: the needles are longer and the branches are further apart. I keep thinking of the Charlie Brown
Christmas tree. Apparently one can buy a
tree in the American style where the shop buys a big tree and trims it down to
look like a normal tree you’d buy in the
Further in the British influence on
Christmas pudding, Christmas cake, fruitcake, and mince pies are all for sale at the supermarket and have been since we arrived. Cadbury has made Christmas stockings full of various sweet treats such as Crunchie, Malteasers and Twirl, the European style candy bars.
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