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Plain old Texas
Wednesday, 28 July 2010 @ 01:00
Today after dinner the whole family inadvertantly got embroiled in a nostalgia trip, especially our time in America. We traded anecdotes, laughed as we remembered, or at least pretended to remember, all the jaunty times we had spent abroad. Somehow this led onto a discussion of the sights of our former home, Plano, TX (Texas to the unAmerican, unintiated). And of course, we decided to do that thing which so often happens - we used technology to try and recover our nostalgic eden, and only ended up making it seem a bit further away.

To the point, we followed the old highways, retraced our old steps (suprisingingly regular it turns out) and looked at all the sights from above as best we could. There was some discussion as to whether Dad's office was, in fact, where he said it was, and not a mall, but we are fairly confident now that it is indeed said office.But what was most telling was when we looked at the house.

So, wallah - I give you 4541, Hitching Post Lane.

(That's it on the side if you find it difficult to make connections)

Not a bad place at all, and we certainly enjoyed our time there. Lovely big rooms, lots of ensuites, all in all, a genuine American slice of lebensraum. And then my finger fell backwards on my mouse, scrolling the zoom outwards. Behold, the cream of Americana, the most super of suburbs, the matchbox house capital of the greater Dallas area - our housing estate.

Wow. Ours is the little one marked A.

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"The circle of human knowledge, illuminated by the pale, cold light of reason, is so infinitesimally small, the dark regions of human ignorance which lie beyond that luminous ring so immeasurably vast, that imagination is feign to step up to the borderline and send the warm, richly colored beams of her fairy lantern streaming out into the darkness ; and so, peering into the gloom, she is apt to mistake the shadowy reflections of her own figure for real beings moving in the abyss.

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