We have every-day adventures learning about our little town of Sydenham. It’s a multi-ethnic area in SouthEast London, part of the boroughs of Lewisham/Bromlely. Part of the fun is learning to understand people. Of course, they do speak English here, but our problem is -- we speak American. As well, the English speakers range from the typical accents you hear on BBC-America (the café owner and the laundryette lady who call me luv and Bill “ducks” or “darlin”), to the butcher who is Scottish, to the very proper (and very rapid) English spoken by our landlady to the English spoken with Pakistani, Indian, Afghanistan, and any number of African accents. Everyone seems to know we are “American” even before we open our mouths and I haven’t figured out quite why that is. Many of the people we meet are very interested – and knowledgeable – about American politics and ask us what we think of current events. This is fun, and different for us, because in our RV lifestyle back in the states, people pretty much go out of their way *not* to talk politics to casual acquaintances – too much of a minefield, I expect.