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Dean Johnstone

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Dean Back Home

I'm a bit behind, but I arrived home in early August. My last few days in Brazil went well and nothing special happened, I suppose. I was scared of getting through immigration but I smiled nicely and the "rules" seems to have been OK for the guard.

I recall the train ride from London - York. It was calm (mid-afternoon), the sun shining as I looked at the unmistakable British countryside. Flat, yellow, green, fields, villages etc. In many ways very different to the views from the coaches whilst travelling Brazil. No less attractive, just emotionally different.

Now I sit at my fathers with a new (cute) puppy at my feet as I look at the garden outside. Hear the trees sway in the breeze and the areoplanes overhead (theres a military testing station near here). Big garden, still in bloom, bright green lawn. Unmistakably England and English and Home.

And so ends Dean in Brazil, although not the Brazilian experience, that will go with me forever in my quest to attempt to understand how this small and beautiful planet works.

Onwards now with Dean at home, which in itself sounds strange. People ask "are you back now?" I reply "well, I don't intend to live abroad in the near future", if that is what they implied I am sometimes unsure. But in my answer I am not.