Friday, September 15, 2006
The surreality of it all
Occasionally, while living my life here, I get a sudden outside perspective of how different my life is to what it was like, say, two or three years ago. No judgement on it, just the lunacy.
This morning I was chatting to a friend while driving to work. I was describing the scene of an accident (called a "wreck" here) on a highway - police everywhere, a car on it's side, enormous fire engines, and he was describing his scene as he drove out of Wales and into England.
We were gossiping about friends, the radio industry, holidays, amusing incidents involving being sick in public places, all the usual things we talk about.
And then I realised. I'm in Dallas. Texas. USA. The same conversation, with the same mate, about the same things, but with a sudden 5000 mile difference in location.
That's just weird.
This morning I was chatting to a friend while driving to work. I was describing the scene of an accident (called a "wreck" here) on a highway - police everywhere, a car on it's side, enormous fire engines, and he was describing his scene as he drove out of Wales and into England.
We were gossiping about friends, the radio industry, holidays, amusing incidents involving being sick in public places, all the usual things we talk about.
And then I realised. I'm in Dallas. Texas. USA. The same conversation, with the same mate, about the same things, but with a sudden 5000 mile difference in location.
That's just weird.
