We Have Normality

So the final stages of this weird and wonderful Summer of change are closing. Everyone's returning to the house, people are coming back to (and leaving) England for good, and I'm about to get back to the normal way of life. Last night the group came back from Iceland, and it was great to see Kaori and Katou again, who both greeted me with a happy hug.

Seeing their Iceland photos took me back there. They saw the same geyser as us, and took an identical video, like us, they want to the same shopping mall (the only one), and saw the same city. While their route was that of touring southern Iceland, and my family did the Reykjavik-Akureyri-Geyser triangle, coming through the middle of Iceland, and missing most of the awesomeness that the group just experienced. All the shopping they did at "BONUS" reminded me of the obscurely eyed pig that advertised them. It's also very strange to actually be living with Katou. Seeing as he had to get out of the "Korean Guest House" that he was staying in as it closed for the Summer, he's been living here, and last night was the first time I shared a roof.

But it's great to have them back. My attempts to contact Yukina after getting back were in vain, as I discovered from Kaori that she'd left for Tokyo before I'd returned, which was a great shame because I held out hope on seeing her again. But some things are confined to memory.

Anyway, some of you have noticed that I didn't update again yesterday. This is despite access to the internet. It's because nothing's really happened. It was waiting for the group to return and watching films with Emma, which as the saying goes, is nothing to write home about. There's still not much to say, other than I have huge fears that I may have lost Stuart's bicycle key, which is very embarrassing.

Anyway, I can't be too long (my catchphrase) as I'm going to Tesco's soon with the group to replenish stocks of food. In my case, lemonade.

A final thought: I hate this place, I can't stand the people, they're are 90% a yobbish conglomerate, with shaven heads and cigarettes, I can't stand their existence, let alone their rule over Britain. The working class hold on England is disgusting, and so is the presence of the people who deride joy from causing others pain, of which I found none on my travels and know of many here. I really can't wait to get out of here, out of this hemisphere, and into some place where I feel a lot safer and more welcome.

Here's my plan: We will be departing England shortly, before making a brief stop at Japan. After Japan, we will head to our final destination, Canada. Thank you for riding Quasiair, we hope you enjoy your life.