Mimicry is a gift until it isn't. I'm swiftly picking up the pronunciation I hear most often here, but that means that sometimes I stumble over deceptively simple words like "Renaissance." (The English pronounce it the way it's written in the title.) I now go both ways, and never can tell until it's halfway off my tongue. At least I'm not doing it with an accent.
I'm in one of the Renaissance modules here, so this word comes up a lot. However, my interests still frequently lurch into the medieval and early modern. I don't like being pinned to one period; I like to make connections between lots of things happening in different places and at different times. It's creating a worldview, basically. And it's fun.
In other down-to-earth doings: I spent a fun Sunday morning in the East End, where thrift shopping was ten pounds a bag (...whatever happened to tuppence?). It was actually a pretty great deal, followed by an excellent brunch at Foxcroft and Ginger. We strolled through Whitechapel, excited to be in a more neighborhood-y part of the city. I've meandered through lots of the areas near me, but I like getting beyond the crowds of the center. I look forward to more wanderings to come.