Reverse culture shock finally hit yesterday (at Coscto. That’ll do it…) and after just watching a show on St. Petersburg on the travel channel the feeling hit:
I wanna go back.
::sigh:: Its true what they say, you don’t truly appreciate something until its taken away from you. And with all of its idiosyncrasies - of which there were many - I’d be happy to fly right back to Russia & co. right now. Ah well, at least I have a goal on the horizon and after I learn some more languages of which French is one, I’ll make my way back to Europe sooner than later. Damn you travel channel!!