So here we are arrived in Houston a few days before Christmas. The timing is not great but Santa will do her/his best to make sure that there is something under the tree on Christmas morning.
First impressions of our new home, well everything is big and spread out. Familiar yet strange, new yet old.
We have already been to a grocery store and marvelled at the choice of produce, especially the cheese aisle. The pleasant surprise at the cashier even with a cart full of goodies. The choice of carts was also a surprise, we have sampled 2 types so far; the race car and the bench type. They are both quite hard to manoeuvre and a few bruises later we negotiated our way around the store.
Driving is proving a bit of a challenge. The car is a huge monster, probably a good thing. I'm not sure my road positioning is as it should be just yet, in fact a definite left hand drift is in evidence. I still try to change gear on the door handle and put on a non-existant seatbelt when I get in. This right turn on a red light is also a mystery, not helped by the little voice in the back telling me I have broken the law and will be shot by the sheriff. Who incidentally wears a big cowboy hat and cowboy boots as part of the uniform, I kid you not.
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