Culture shock.

Blurry night time phone shot... but hopefully capturing a snippet of this very different way of life. I am here in St Louis, visiting the home of Budweiser, drinking my first ever Bud, looking out at a ball park from my hotel room.

Talking politics in the lifts, sport in the lobby and immigration with a Somalian driver in the Cab. (I had to sign to say I had never been to Somalia only a few hours earlier.)

Grateful today for freedom of travel, AND for not missing my flight (I ran the length of T3 LHR very fast and made it as they were closing the doors)