I´ve spent the last three weeks in the UK, beginning with a brief and drizzly spin around London´s center, and finding me here in Leicester, markedly more relaxed, but equally as multi-cultural. With a population of only 300,000 people, I somehow assumed that would be more concentratedly English people. Perhaps this is due to the city´s two university--University of Leicester and DeMontfort University, and the draw they have, particularly for students learning English and those persuing Britain´s 1-year taught Master´s degrees.
Or perhaps I have no idea to what factors this is due.
What I do know is this:
The Subway restaurants advertise Halal meat in a green peel and stick star in their windows; the public libraries have not just shelves, but walls, devoted to books in Hindi, and half of the daily newspapers also; and you literally cannot walk more than a single block without seeing a language school or cultural center.
In any case, I am pondering how it must be to wear headscarves or have stores that only women may enter. And feeling still here that my blue eyes are a bit out of place. And wondering how it would be, some day, if nobody came from anywhere, exactly, and certainly not from here.