I could tell you that my favorite hang-out is the beach, where I chat with friends while my kids play with other kids, where I walk along the shore, and where so many memories of the last several years are engrained in the sand and the relentless motion of the waves.
But my favorite hang-out ever was the pub. The pubs of London, before the invention of wine bars. A White Hart, Three Cups or a Red Lion pub, with floral or deep red carpets and dark wooden furniture, with musty smells and calls for "last orders," with brimming pints and no tipping ... it feels like a different lifetime.
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For more favorite hang-outs around the world, see Jane.
