Chatting to a friend this morning about my recent visit to Britain, I could scarcely conceal my amazement when he suggested, "Why don't you go back once a month to connect with your roots? That would be nice, wouldn't it?" Apart from the fact that I wouldn't dream of leaving Simi that often, I don't have that kind of money! And there'd hardly have been any point to the move! But this is a country in which young people not only go to the university nearest their home, but also come home every single weekend [a habit which never ceases to astonish me], where married people settle close to their parents and in-laws and where people are much more likely to say, "I'm from name of hometown" rather than "I'm from Sicily". I thought this was an interesting snippet of conversation as it reveals differing cultural perceptions about provenance.
Why I Love Autumn in Sicily 🍂🍁
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If we could just hit the lottery, lots of things would be possible. Until then, we, like you, will enjoy ourselves where we are. Except for the ocassional trip. (smile)
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