I know exactly what you are thinking:  “Janette, now that you are in your new tropical home, how on Earth could you miss anything about the US when you have so many new things to get excited about?”

The truth is, I am only human and sometimes I have cravings…and urges…and things.  One of those “things” I happen to miss is cheese.  Good, dense, smelly cheese.  The kind that will put hair on your chest, whether you want it to or not.

Back in Rhode Island, I lived down the street from “The Cheese Plate.”  It was an amazing little shop/restaurant that specialized in wine and cheese pairings.  Although I don’t drink wine, the cheese kept me coming back for more.  Looking back, I wish I had taken advantage of that lovely place a little more than I did.

For the foreseeable future I will be eating the generic, overly-processed (and tasteless) cheese slice singles OR I will be forced to pay exorbitant amounts of money for a small hunk of the real stuff that would probably only last one sitting.

Oh cheese…how I long to devour you…one, delicious, mouth-watering morsel of delight at a time….

Next up are sidewalks.  I’m used to walking many places, but those places are usually connected by paths…foot paths…made of cement, brick or some other stable building material.  Even if those foot paths are in a state of disrepair, there is still a designated area with which to walk.

In my new area, there are plenty of places where sidewalks simply don’t exist or they are damaged beyond all recognition.  I may see a piece of sidewalk here and there, a remnant of a former walking platform of one type or another, but one can’t be sure.

Then again, I suppose it’s not the worst thing in the world if I refrain from consuming lots of cheese, and the walk to and from my home is a bit more challenging.  But I also can’t help myself from daydreaming about these two random daily items.

It’s the little things in life…isn’t it?