It started raining in Dallas last Friday and has yet to official stop. The first night was a massive down pour but it has slowed to a gloomy drizzle. And I can’t help but look out the window and question if I’m in Dallas or Exeter. So if you’ve ever wanted to travel to the UK but don’t want to flip the bill then just come on over to my house, we eat cream teas, watch the IT crowd, pronounce words like oregano and garage funny, wear clothes that look cute in only a true British way and stare out the window pretending to be looking out onto the rolling hills of Exeter.
A Rainy Day in Dallas Town