You know you lived in Shanghai when you’re driving, see the sign above and think it’s a Chinese street name rather than how American’s roadsigns say ‘pedestrian crossing’.
I wish I was joking, but I’m not.
How I passed my driving test is anybody’s guess.
I’ve got to be honest, while I am really enjoying my time in the US, I am finding it harder to adapt to certain things than I thought I would.
Not just because I feel my frame-of-reference is more Asian based than American, but because there are some things I am being subjected to that I just never encountered before.
To be honest, this is a post for another day – because it’s actually been quite challenging for me – but let me just leave you with this as a ‘teaser’ for next time.
I had just been in a very, VERY boring meeting with someone.
When I got out, I was asked how it had been.
I replied, “I feel I’ve just been brain raped”.
Their mouth almost hit the floor. Literally hit-the-floor.
Trust me, there’s so many more stories like that. I’m amazed I’m still allowed in the country.