the US of A

is incredible. Until you've left it and lived somewhere else, you may or may not fully appreciate it for what it is. I drove a car today to Target. I went to McDonald's, Best Buy, my bank, and I jammed out to pop music on the radio. Seems like a regular kind of day, but it was amazing to me. It's remarkable the things one forgets when she's overseas for 18 months. A few "adventures" of mine on my day out.

At Best Buy I went up to a moderately-attractive employee and made a fool or myself. My english is coming back slowly. The conversation went something like this:
Amy the lunatic: Hi, I'm looking for...oh...um...words...it's a thing that you can buy when you want music. Oh ok! It's like I have an ipod and I want to buy songs for it and i can buy this little card and then use it on the internets...?
The moderately attractive, kind, Best Buy employee: I know just the thing.

This shopping experience was rather embarrassing and I sighed in relief as I buckled my seat belt in my car aka safe place.

At McDonald's, I didn't know whether I got my own drink for a to go order or not. The McDonald's worker didn't give me a cup right away, so I asked "umm, do I get my own drink...?" and she handed it to me with a smile that I took as something to the effect of "how do you not know that? are you an american or what?" I'm sure she wasn't thinking that at all, but that's how I felt inside. Every American knows that at a fast food joint, if there's a drink counter, you get your own soda pop.

Then I went to Hobby Lobby and my sis' best bud was working and she clandestinely gave me 50% off my not-on-sale-at-all purchase and I thought, American's are risk takers and sometimes they don't follow the rules. I like that.

It's only day 3. I love this.