In touch with my American roots.

After six months in England, I couldn’t stand it.

In Israel, it’s really nothing special.

But as an American female currently located in New York City, riding the subway, there is nothing sexier to me at this moment than a hot, sweaty, lacrosse player boarding the train, looking dazed and leaning over to ask me, in an English accent,

“This is the E train, is it?”

Even if he is wearing an NYPD t-shirt…