When I was a teenager, my parents uprooted our lives, trading the sun-drenched streets of Barcelona for the grey drizzle of London —a thousand-mile pivot that changed everything. The adjustment was brutally challenging. I spent the first few months paralyzed by homesickness, feeling completely out of place. Eleven years later, I’ve grown to love this city, but the learning curve never really ends. Certain London quirks still baffle me, and no, I’m not just talking about the famously bipolar