I realize I haven't posted in several days. I'll have been to Hadrian's Wall by Tuesday, a visit that will most certainly yield a longer post than this one. It's not that nothing exciting hasn't happened, I just don't think anyone wants to read about the aimless gallivanting that has characterized much of my time here. There are, however, a few points I'd like to bring up. I noticed, and am overjoyed, that I have accrued several more readers, an aspect of this blog that fuels encouragement and support. I also wanted to discuss a blatant topic that, I'm sure, everyone's thought about at some point. The country of England, as in the actual size, is small enough, I believe, to fit within the state of Georgia. It's a phenomenon, then, that this island seems to contain such a rich history that seems, to me, much more vast than the United States'. Granted, England obviously is a much older country, but it's not only the history that seems more dense, but the geography of its culture. There seems to be just as many distinctive cultural groups here as there are in the United States--which is nearly fifty times its size. I listened to my roommate the other day as he described the various dialects throughout England: Geordie, Brummie, Cockney, Scouse, Welsh, Scottish, and so on, all contained within a relatively small country. I don't know how else to expand on that, but I do want you to observe the great, golden man I found crawling on the wall of the civic center: