Thanks Jim. I was not under. But I did emerge, blinking, into the light.
In my mind, each couplet is a step back towards the world, and the idea of the last two lines is just that we were finally stepping back into the world proper - "town", I thought, a nice little synecdoche for that. The detail you don't know, of course, is that we couldn't head home just then, having travelled to Liverpool for the procedure. We had a plane to catch, to go home, later. So we went to an art gallery, had lunch and then headed off to one of Liverpool's most famous pubs for a quick pint (for me, at least) before the taxi picked us up for the plane. There's joie de vivre for you.
And joie de vivre is a very resonant phrase in this context.
Cheers
David
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