Houses

For the record, there is a guy in my direct eyeline wearing a US flag bandana around his head. He appears to be going for a Karate Kid sort of look. Needless to say, he looks ridiculous.

Anyways, let's discuss housing. Homes, if you will. There seem to be different sorts of criteria for these things over here than in America. You see, I have been watching both Relocation, Relocation and Location, location, location a lot on television. This means I now fancy myself as somewhat of an expert, despite the fact that I blatantly am not. Both of thse shows are just house hunting shows, where people go along and look at the hosts as if they are crazy and sometimes end up buying a house.

One of the things that intrigues me most is the sheer variety in British housing. Despite the fact that, in my mind at least, a good proportion of the houses are just bricked terraced things, they are not at all the same on the interior. While 2 bedrooms seem quite standard, for some reason when a third one is tacked on its often the size of a small American walk-in closet. There's no living room or family room, just a number of 'sitting' rooms (which, quite frankly, sounds more relaxing than having to live or have family in a room). Bathrooms end up in odd places (downstairs behind the kitchen, for example). A yard is called a garden, even if its paved and plantless. There don't seem to be many basements, and being able to stand up in a room is negotiable (although usually not a problem). Oh, and it's really cheap to buy random houses in small villages in quaint European countries. Like France or Slovakia.

I think summer may have come and gone already. Like, it lasted maybe a week. It's cold, windy and rainy again.