One thing that is great about living in England is the proximity of it to other exciting places. I am between 45 minutes and a few hours flight to Spain, Italy, Austria, France, Belgium, etc, etc. A good comparison would be: if each state in the US was a different country with a different language, culture, and cuisine (eventhough it might sometimes feel like that when one ventures down South).
Unfortunately, times being what they are, I have a cultural shmorgesboard at my doorstep, and no money with which to leave the house. This makes me frustrated. Especially when I have a friend traveling from the States and she asks me to meet her in Delhi (or Istanbul as we originally intended). When said friend touched down in London for a four day visit on her way to other, more exciting destinations, I couldn’t help but be jealous. She has a job that takes her to interesting destinations, and the money to be able to stop in some other fun places on her way.
However, now that she has set off on her adventure and began blogging about it, I can’t help but look at things from a different perspective. While my proximity to other countries is a great and wonderful thing, some other great things about England are:
- I may not have much money but I am well-fed.
- I have a nice home, a nice car, and the ability to keep a happy, healthy, well-fed doggie.
- I can get another job, even if it’s at Starbucks, if I really needed to.
- If I was in enough financial trouble to loose my lovely apartment, the British goverment would give me free housing.
- I don’t need a car because the bus system goes everywhere! I’ve seen bus stops, in use, in the middle of nowhere.
- I have access to free healthcare if I fall ill (as humerous as it was to read M’s blog about self-diagnosis in a recession, I prefer to be able to see a doctor).
- I do not have to fear war in my own country. The only thing I have to worry about is money, and in the end, thats not so bad.

To read about S’s travels, and perhaps gain a little perspective on this recession yourself, please visit: aroundtheworldwithsteph.blogspot.com/
It takes a courageous woman to travel on her own to India and then to willingly continue on to Afghanistan. While she does make me a bit jealous (even still), she also makes me proud.



