Oooo...excellent topic!
I was in London for almost a year-and-a-half with my Brit hubby and have now been back in the US for 7 months. I had missed San Diego so much...my friends, family, car, Mexican food, you name it. I felt like I did my best to make a go of it in London. It just wasn't "home".
So due to that and because we came back to visit every six months, it wasn't that much of an adjustment for me coming back. I had kept in close touch with friends and family, so it was really pretty much picking up where I left off.
Now it has of coursed SUCKED not having my honey here all that time, but that's a whole other story (everyone keep your fingers crossed for this Friday's final visa interview
)!
HOWEVER, having said that...
When Laurie was here visiting last week, he and I found a British shop in Santa Monica and I got so excited about Jaffa Cakes, Picnic bars and Marmite! We paid ridiculous prices for a can of Heinz Beans just so he could make me beans on toast when we got home...which I had never had in my life before living in the UK...and now I LOVE it!
I also miss Wagamama's, the incredible variety of vegetarian food everywhere, and the way I used to giggle everytime we drove by the Tower of London or Buckingham Palace...it was just so..."oh, look another castle in the way of my driving to work."
My employees tease me when they hear me accidentally swear under my breath "in British"
("bloody freakin' hell" is a favorite!). I find myself saying things like, "In London, I used to..." fill in the blank.
I mean, where is all that coming from? Cracks me up everytime I notice another little way the UK affected me!
But I'm glad it did and that I can still have fond memories. I am VERY happy to be home, but it's nice to know I can always go back and visit!