You know, before I moved to a new country I never strongly identified as AN AMERICAN. I mean, I knew I was an American and I didn’t deny it and I wasn’t ashamed of it, but I didn’t realise just how many Americanisms were deeply and inextricably woven into my being. Even though I’m in the UK, I am maintaining my American life in quite a few ways. A couple weeks ago I curled up at my favorite coffee shop and took a break from revision to watch the President’s address to the nation. I am casually following the presidential race and plan to vote in at least the general election (I’m not sure if I’ll be able to vote from abroad in the primary). This morning I found that I had (alongside a majority of Charlotteans) instantly becoming a lifelong Panthers fan and am greatly looking forward to seeing how SuperBowl 50 goes down.
Anyway, so one stereotype about Americans amongst my friends out here is that Americans are obsessed with Costco. And yes, I totally am. A couple weeks ago, the amazing family that I live with took me to Costco. And lemme tell you, if you are ever in the UK, homesick, and desperate for a portal to America, just find your nearest Costco. Even the car park (parking lot) is just as big as the ones in America, which is unheard of here in the UK. The layout is the same. The smell is the same. Aaaah, it was wonderful. There were a couple of interesting differences:
- I’ll bet in America you couldn’t buy bulk tea and marmite!
2. The free sample ladies wear awesome hairnet hats instead of just hairnets.
3. The food court has the traditional American items like pizza and hot dog PLUS a range of British treats like cottage pie!
And I thought Costco couldn’t get any more awesome. But there ya go. Life is full of surprises. Awesome surprises.
Oh quick question. So apparently I get too excited about food. My friend says that whenever I see food I like on the table I start breaking out into “Wow! Wow! Wow!”. Is that just me or is that an American thing? I’ve been here too long to know the difference.