There is a bit of irony in the fact that I'm spending the holiday commemorating the indepence of the U.S. from Britain in Britain. Needless to say not a lot of Brits out celebrating the holiday, haha. No picnics to attend, no fireworks, it seems a bit strange. I'm so used to the 4th of July being such a huge day of celebration, here its just another day of the week. As I don't have access to a BBQ or fireworks here I was a bit stumped on how to celebrate the day. In the end things turned out well though. Instead of spending the day as I would at home eating Gram's famous macaroni salad, I spent the day (with Montserrat) handing out food to a few of the homeless people of Canterbury.
Armed with 5 sandwiches, 5 bananas and 5 bottles of water we walked the streets of Canterbury giving the simple meals to those that needed it. The appreciation in their eyes, in their voices when they accepted was gratifying. Its quite common here in Canterbury to see people sitting on the corner or propped up against a wall a hat in front of them hoping people will give them money. It was nice to do more than give them spare coins. When asking them if they wanted a sandwich and a bottle of water, not one of them said no, they all a smile and a yes.
It just felt good to do something nice for someone else.....
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