Hi, my name is Kelsey Bacon, average American who met his British wife one night when we were both trawling the net for victims and found each-other. So we are the proof that it can happen. We married 11 November 2002 in Las Vegas and I obtained my visa in the days that followed in Los Angeles. I have been here since. I keep in mind the bit from the film Buckaroo Banzai... "Wherever you go, there you are." So I try not to be a displaced person like so many foreigners here are, such as my boss from Zimbabwe. But I fail at it miserably and end up complaining a lot about the weirdness here... Anyhow, after two years of submersion in British culture, I thought I would come up for a gasp of air and say "hi." I have lived in California, Colorado, Nevada, Florida, Idaho... And now here. I do not have huge professional qualifications, i.e., I did not finish my degree, but did manage to finish the liberal arts bit of college before life and things caught up and I eventually landed here.
Earlier this year I was found to have psoriatic arthropathy (a type of arthritis), which puts a damper on my love of walking around and finding whatever I can find in the woods or around the fascinating streets and neighborhoods here, and among the quaint buildings in the city center. I love my camera and my GPS, and enjoy lugging them wherever I can in my free time. I don't want sympathy for the arthritis, just consideration, and I look forward every day to the next new mile of earth I can put under my feet or the next new experience I will have, and nothing excites me more than new faces and new places. I am a people watcher type.
Anyhow, like I said, I thought I would pop in a hello and see what's what with you folks from the ol' stomping grounds, and maybe make some new friends along the way. Cheers to all you brave people who have made the jump into the UK, and who live every day here. You KNOW what culture shock is! I just have to say, I found myself physically ill the first six weeks or so here just because of how different everything is, and how much "new" information my mind was processing from the way that everything looks to the way they do things differently here. The food didn't help that situation!!! What is this junk they call sausage? Where is the spice? And the bus rides!?! Jerking this way and that on the other side of the road! And if that was not enough... the COST of everything! OMG!!! How much for a two liter of Pepsi??? And how much is that in dollars? OMG!!!
Right, before I go off on all that... This is me. Who are all of you?
