You remember I said I don't take photos ( much) of buildings, but I couldn't resist this bookstore in Winchester.
We should have gone in but we were with Brian and his daughter and SIL and truly, I would have held up the day. We didn't have much time and wanted to keep going. This was a hard pass.
Look at that little sign. How true! How needed! One of the things we discussed before this trip was whether or not we would admit to being Americans. How's that for reality? We know as soon as we open our mouth people will ask where we are from, it's obvious we aren't British. We decided if anyone asked we would say we were Canadian.
Well, first day someone asked if we were American. I actually hesitated. A long hesitation. Stared at her. Sighed and said, "We aren't admitting to that (being American.)" She smiled and said it was ok, they loved us. I said, "uh...no you don't." Then I assured her WE are NOT like THEM.
Next day, another one. By the third time I realized we were like Thomas, denying the third time.
As soon as people knew, though, it opened the door to them giving us their opinions and one actually, ACTUALLY asked if "he" was crazy. "Yes," I said, "he is."
Like I do when home, when I finish a book immediately after closing it I search out the next one. That was Tilt. I'm not one for survival stories and this one is certainly How-Would-You-Survive-A-Disaster-Like-This and setting priorities and what IS a priority to you and how far could you extend yourself. We have certainly been racking up natural disasters lately so I thought this was worth the try. We aren't inclined to earthquakes in Michigan. This one was really, really good. A lot of "oh,yeah, didn't think of that, I guess that would be a problem" moments because truly we just don't realize how good we have it when everything works. And then it's gone.





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