We smelled the salty air as we got out of the car. We walked into the room, no room key needed. Immediately, we all sighed a sigh a relief. Read more
My husband and I were just doing some shopping and walking around the city. Since it was the middle of the hot season and being in the bustling city, we tried to go into each building. Looking at all of the clothes and trinkets were the bonus to getting out of the heat. My husband was holding our just under 2-year-old son, and I was holding our 10-month-old daughter. Read more
Americans love looking forward into the future. Things get better from here, and there is always room for improvement. In the future, we can build and grow, and those are very good things.
As we continue looking at aspects of American culture, it will actually get harder to understand just how we are different because these concepts are so ingrained into our worldview. Not only may they be hard to understand, but to think that other cultures do not think the way we do may even make us think they are wrong. I hope to challenge that gut reaction and take a look at the beauty in the differences. Read more
They had told us to come at lunch time. It was lunch time. Where was everyone?! Where was the food?!
We were at the canteen for the farm where my husband was interning, and we were starting to worry we were in the wrong place! I watched the children while my husband looked around for someone to ask if we were in the correct place. After about twenty minutes of waiting, the American who ran the farm came in and greeted us. We told him we were confused and wanted to make sure we were doing what we were supposed to. Read more
Slowly peering into the room, I dreaded what I had to do. Everything in my being was saying, “This is wrong!” I thought there is no way my body works like this. I had heard other travelers speak of this difference in this culture, but it did not hit me until that moment that I would have to partake in this particular aspect of this culture. I was set in my perspective. Read more
As a thirteen-year-old, going to England seemed like an exciting adventure. No parents watching my every move, and this new culture was interesting. It was just similar enough that the aspects that differed about our cultures just seemed odd, but not bad. Read more