I've just realised what's so odd about being back in Edinburgh. It feels exactly like I've just come back from an adventure in Narnia. I left normality behind 6 months ago and travelled to a magical, mystical land full of everything I could possibly dream of (mostly really cool geek stuff) where everybody spoke strangely. I stayed just long enough for everything to become normal, where I'd come to expect onigiri to be sold in every corner shop then I travelled back and stepped into life exactly where I left. Everything and everyone exactly the same as it was when I left. That's what's weird about it.
Still, I'll be clambering back into the wardrobe next week now that I've got my new visa.
