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so I'm back in the UK now, doing the reflective thing.  I've lost, over the months, one scarf, one pair of leather gloves, a hat, and my dignity, at least twice.  But I've gained several good friends, some of whom I think will stay friends for a very long time, a grounding in research, some career brownie points, and a working knowledge of several amazing cities.  So many of my home friends have never ventured past the cafes and windows of Amsterdam, and I'm nagging all of them...

I am still stranded in Essex.  I genuinely want to be with the folks right now, but golly, I do wish they lived somewhere where there was something to do that doesn't involve shopping!  A couple of days ago I went to Lakeside, on Saturday I'll end up in Chelmsford, I'll be in Braintree on Monday, Basildon on Sunday - and there isn't a single one of those places has an art gallery or museum that isn't dedicated to the Essex regiment.  Yes, I have seen the Eagle that the Essex ca...

This isn't strictly speaking a travel photo, but it is how my late dog, Sam, used to relax after a hard day walking.  Wrecking my parent's bed.  Totally fair, huh?