Culture Shock in America : Take II
You know you’re on your way back to the American west when:
1. This man (and his fishing magazine!) is waiting to board the airplane to your final destination.

2. Your mom is at the airport and you burst into enormous tears as she hugs you and welcomes you home.
3. The cars are huge, huge, huge, huge, huuuuuge.
4. You start seeing trucks with fake testicles hanging off the hitch right below the license plate.
5. And NO. You do not take a picture of that!
6. You wake up to birds chirping instead of techno playing or traffic.
7. Your jaw drops when you see the price of produce. It costs at least twice as much, so you start wondering what on earth you’re going to eat. Organic kiwis were only 14 cents last week in Germany; now they’re 60 in America. Not sure you can afford this for dinner any more:

8. You start making your own bread again. You can’t walk to bakeries any more, and you’ve missed kneading your own bread.
9. The only practical thing within walking distance is the mailbox. That’s a few miles, and you can pet horses along the way. But you have to put on sunscreen! You’ll be sorry if you don’t, and you have learned that the hard way already.

10. Everyone will chat with you. They will chat, and they will chat. They are so nice, and you worry that you are being rude. People do not start chatting about randomness where you have come from. You have learned the BLISS that comes with silence. And you don’t want to be rude, but all of this chatter directed at you – while LOVELY – is giving you a headache.
11. Your husband will then think something is wrong. Because after a day of running errands, you don’t want to talk. Your jaw hurts.
12. Your sister worries that she has woken you up when she calls. She is not used to the phone ringing so long before you pick it up. And you are not used to walking so far across the house to get to the phone.
13. And then you can spread your wings and be on top of the world.

14. So now you know. You can never say one place is better than the other. You can never say, “I’d rather be here.” All you can do is wake up with the biggest grin, feeling beyond thankful for the place you are and the places you’ve been. People say that home is where the heart is, and you have decided to keep your heart right here with you. Wherever you are.
Past culture shock journeys: returning to the US the first time, having German friends visit the US suburbs, and returning to Germany.








June 17th, 2010 at 9:25 am
One of our most memorable culture shocks, whenever and wherever we came home from Europe: Americans using their car horns casually. In Europe, you only use your car horn as a last resort as you enter something like a 5 car pile-up on the Autobahn, not to wave to your friends at the mall. The difference can really make you jumpy!
June 17th, 2010 at 9:27 am
Sounds like a great return to a great place to live. Love the horsey photo!
Also, I finally got around to thanking you publicly on my blog – for the journal! I hope some of my peeps click on over to Gandanke!!!
June 17th, 2010 at 11:24 am
Love the comment on fake testicles on trucks! LOL
June 17th, 2010 at 1:21 pm
hee hee – the CARS/SUVs, lol! It’s insane, isn’t it?! I fly back to Germany on Saturday, but just last night I was getting really fed up with how everything goes only in one trash can here. The town we’re vacationing in doesn’t offer any kind of visible/easy recycling options. Isn’t that crazy?! Not even paper! But oh my worrrd: I’ve been totally enjoying the regional food dishes where I am! =P Oh, and the large fabric/sewing shops…yessss!
June 17th, 2010 at 3:27 pm
The idea of keeping your heart right there with you, present and in the moment, is really wonderful. A good one to remember. Glad to hear your travels are going well!
June 17th, 2010 at 7:26 pm
Yippee for being at home wherever you are! I agree with that philosophy. I wish for you and Martin an extraordinary summer and look forward to hearing of your experiences in your US home.
June 18th, 2010 at 5:53 am
I was getting teary eyed, and yet almost giggling at the same time
reading your blog this morning!!!
Welcome back the good ole U.S.A.!!!
May your summer be filled with much love and adventure!!
June 18th, 2010 at 1:58 pm
Welcome back to the US! From somebody who has only dreamed of going anywhere else and has no idea when I’ll get that opportunity, I love the perspective your blog brings!
June 19th, 2010 at 8:41 am
Oh thank you. It’s good to be back home.
Katie
June 19th, 2010 at 10:54 am
I love your post, and can absolutely relate to your “testicles hanging off the hitch” comment. I’m glad I’m not alone in my observation of this absurd American form of expression. I couldn’t resist. I wrote a whole post about it here!
http://wp.me/pRnS9-di Enjoy your time in America :)
June 21st, 2010 at 12:26 pm
Only in America do we have fake testicles dangling from trucks…(rolls eyes)
=]
Welcome back (as my dad says) “to the land of the round doorknob!”