30 Days Until 30 - Day 16

Does our ancestry define us? Or do our preferences in entertainment? How about our yearning to be located elsewhere in the world while simultaneously rooting for the home team? (Go America!)

Anglophilia (noun): admiration for Britain and British customs

Who me? Absolutely. I am an anglophile. I'm not ashamed.

Anglophile - http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anglophile

I have not just a fascination with England but with all of Great Britain. England, Scotland, Wales, & Northern Ireland.

May I highlight my affection for Scotland for a moment? The people, the land, the culture... can I convince you to go Google "Scotland's national animal" for a second? Go ahead, I'll wait... ... ...crazy awesome, right? Scotland wins on that alone, but the accent doesn't hurt them either.

The British are more than just Shakespeare, tea & crumpets, & Doctor Who... but do they need to be?

One day, maybe in the confines of this blog, I will share my experience of traveling to this wonderous land. But I have to make it there first. Until then, I will enjoy their music, actors, photographic landscape, & biscuits.

I dare you to read Very British Problems' Twitterfeed, @SoVeryBritish, & not daydream of an awkward, dry, comedy starring Tom Hiddleston as a neurotic British gentleman just trying to make his way in this world.

I'll leave you with that mental image, Your's truly, An Earthling - the only border I'll acknowledge.

PS: The above mentioned 'biscuits' are cookies. Who knew? I did. I've studied these things.

PPS: Tom Hiddleston *is* the ultimate British gentleman. Trust me. I have studied this as well.