This last week I searched high and low for a decent fathers day present, so naturally I found myself at Old Orchard shopping mall. When I went abroad I only expected a small amount of culture shock, which I rarely received during my travels. However, I did expect a bigger culture shock when I came home after five months away from the American way of life. I guess fortunately enough I had no such feelings, until that day at Old Orchard. Being surrounded by such a diverse array of americans gave me the weirdest feeling. It made remember all the different people I had seen in last 5 months, and reminded me how different it is at home. To a further degree as I drove home I listened to a song a buddy showed while in London. My musical taste abroad became far more eclectic as I started to heavily indulge myself in trance and house music, which are quite the big deal in Europe. When I turned up the mellow trance song called "memories" by Michael Cassette I couldn't help but let the mellow track make me a little sad. I remembered all the times I listened to the song when in the UK and it made me miss my friends I had made there and the time of my life I would never get back.
It's funny being home now. Everything is so slow and mundane. Whcich I suppose is only natural after travling my ass off the last two weeks abroad.
Here's a link to the first song I mentioned. The second is a song that really made my head spin. With its heavy house aura I could only help but imagine myself once again at a club late night in London, bobbing my head back and forth along with the crowd of music lovers around me.
