I lived in a campus, led to a freeway, counted in miles and gallons. I know at least ten names of burger chains that I could list the differences. I uttered the phrase "We still have to go through three states." I played beer pong, drunk in large red glasses, celebrated my birthday at Disneyland. I waited for the light to turn green for pedestrians on streets deserted, paid hundreds of dollars for a medical examination. I have had, like everyone, a warm friendship with the cashier at the supermarket. I wore shorts and flip-flops for almost a year and learned Japanese phonemes.
A nice bag of easy topics of conversation. When I appoint the United States, however, 'the country that welcomed me, but in which I preferred not to stay, I do not think any of this'. I recall quite the breathtaking views of the deserts on the one hand and ideomatica expression "to hang out by 'another paradigm of widespread, fatuous, interpersonal relationships. If in 2008 about then, the biggest difference I notice is my priority.
Goodbye America.
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