Missing the UK???

For those of you who don't know, Cody and me lived in Newcastle, England for about 9 months so he could do his first year of medical school. I was not a huge fan of this place. It rained all of the time (which I usually love rain, but not when you have to be in it all of the time), the wind blew nonstop (I'm talking hard wind, like hurricane strength wind), and it is cold most of the time (I'm very cold-natured). So all of these things, plus the fact that my sweet little Macy had to stay behind because of the UK's stupid animal restrictions, made me not a happy camper. When we left that place, I said good riddance, hasta la vista, adios, or in other words...see ya! I thought I would leave and never look back...until last night. I was getting dressed to go to dance class, and I grabbed a pair of my comfy, stretchy grey and red pants. As I was unfolding the pants and sliding them on, I caught a whiff of a strong detergent smell. That's when the memories all came back to me. The laundry detergent that I used in the UK was the strongest smelling little tablets that I have ever smelled before. These particular pants had been shipped directly from the UK to Grenada, and this was the first time that I had put them on in months. Something clicked inside me and made me think of our cosy, English apartment. It was always so warm inside even though it was freezing outside. It was always so nice and clean, because you didn't have to worry about tracking in sand. It had two big beautiful windows in the den that let in so much light. You could also watch it rain or even snow on some occasions. It was located in the most peaceful little suburb of Newcastle called Gosforth, where there were all kinds of little shops, restaurants, and even a park. This is the place where we spent our first year of marriage. I never expected that something as simple as a detergent smell would bring back so many great memories. I guess there will always be a special place in my heart for that wonderful apartment or flat as the British call it.

Our flat:

The most peaceful little street that we lived on:

The happy newlyweds in front of our new home: