I lived in South Africa for a year when I was ten. On the way home we first stopped in Australia for a month and I’ll never forget the feeling I got seeing those big American cars driving around Melbourne after a year of not seeing them in South Africa.
I felt a little of the same feelings arriving in London yesterday.
In the six days I spent in Paris I saw a total of two people who were morbidly obese. Now I am morbidly obese, so I am a good judge. It isn’t like I was looking, but I was if you know what I mean. And I simply didn’t see fat people. And of course there is nothing saying the fat people I saw were even French.
I went to London on the Eurostar line to the new St. Pancras station, and then took the Tube from there. I couldn’t help but notice that on my first car on the Victoria Line I saw three people who were fatter than me. I don’t know that I normally would have noticed but after spending a week just not seeing it, it was immediately obvious to me. And then of course I started looking some more and the more I looked the more I saw.
In Paris I saw two McDonald’s, a Starbucks and a Quickie Burger in 6 days of walking around the city. When I got to my destination in London the first 4 restaurants I saw were a Pizza Hut, a Subway, a McDonald’s and a KFC.
Coincidence? I think not.
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