Up until I came to England, I regarded coffee as a bitter cup of grossness. I could never understand why people drank it on a daily basis except for the obvious caffeine fix. When I came to England, I tried coffee again, and I was surprised that I actually liked it.
I found myself sitting at cafes, ordering coffee because I thought it tasted good. Crazy – and a little scary because now that I like the “grown up” drink, I guess it’s all downhill from here.
I’ve talked about my Costa obsession before, but I think this love is going to continue long after I return to US even without Costa.
I don’t really find myself drinking coffee for the caffeine. I drink it because I like the taste (all the adults in my life are saying I told you so), and there is definitely enough places in Leicester to get a fix.
Around every corner there is a cafe to get a cup of coffee or a miniature pot of tea. And though there’s a special joy in sitting and enjoying a cuppa, it’s also nice to get a cup to-go and walk around town in the early-winter, bumping into all of the Christmas shoppers.
I really am bummed that I am not going to get a chance to be here when it snows. I think it would be pretty magical.
I can’t believe this is my last weekend in England! Only 6 days to go.
Are you a coffee drinker?