Moving is interesting.
Probably more than that.
Being thrown out of your comfort zone into a land that you thought you knew.
Voluntarily or not, you learn new things every day. Comparing your views to kids who've seen it all differently from day 1. Then you find out that knowing and feeling unfortunately are two different things. The pain of leaving a society preemptively. Now we get to watch it go on without us.
Bit by bit you get used to all the social nuances. You adapt them as your own.
First you try to shed your accent but when you're told that it's unique, great, stylish, cute... I shouldn't be shedding such a unique part of my personality.
But it sheds whether I want it or not.
The food here is pretty interesting. Most meals consist of ground up chicken and beef waste. Who cares... it tastes good. Just like your accent your taste for music has been molded by the people around you.
High pitched high-hat triplet sounds all day.
Ts Ts Ts
Ts Ts Ts
Ts Ts Ts
On the other hand, people work here.
I mean reeeally work.
9 to 5, 6, 7, 8 ...
Whatever gets the family by.
You have a good idea? Let's hear it! Put it into action. The land of opportunities is the place to be for this.
You lock in an order on Ebay. Two days later the package arrives.. and now there's even talk of delivery androids.
This country may have its difficulties, being in decline or whatever it may be.
Other countries do not move this fast though.
Working for the sake of living comfortably.
Call it the American Dream.
I'd call it realism.
//Photo by Sean Hobson [https://www.flickr.com/photos/seanhobson/]