Final Thoughts...
There is a thing called culture shock... and I've experienced it upon my return.
Americans really are fatter despite what I kept telling everyone in Australia (I saw it for myself in LAX).
The cafes here are so depressing because the lattes are burned and the food unfresh.
I didn't have any trouble driving on the correct side of the road in Texas.
I no longer have an addiction to my cell phone, in fact I keep leaving it lying around the house and I don't know where it is. Then again, no one calls me.
I should work for the department of tourism and try to educate Americans on how their behavior overseas affects our image as a country.
My bedroom at my parent's house is a mess and it's going to take days to get all the goods ready to take to Salvation Army.
I think I missed working out at the gym more than anything.
I am happy to be back in the U.S. where you can return things you don't like hassle-free and driving is not an inconvenience.
3 Comments:
Welcome home, Jenna. We missed having you on this side of the Pacific! See you SOON! Hugs--
As soon as you mentioned your parents house I thought about the pillows you had - the softest ever! and of course the carrots.... tell them hello for me. (your parents, not the carrots) anyways, welcome back! see ya saturday
I am very glad to have you back on American soil! And your room was always a mess. MOM
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