Believe it or not, I’ve spent half of my entire life in the United States. We’ve been back in Croatia for a couple weeks now though and I have some thoughts of my own regarding culture shock:
It doesn’t exist.
Let me give you a few reasons why:
1. Language. Americans and Croatians, family and friends alike all talk to me with high pitched voices. They also say everything twice. And no matter what they say and how many times they say it, I love to give a smile in exchange.
2. Sleep. Whether in Croatia or America, I don’t tend to sleep much at night. Perhaps it’s the constant traveling, or the new faces I always see, or the jet lag, or the dogs barking outside. Who knows? My naps are great, but my nights aren’t. One thing I have noticed though is that it’s usually mommy who comforts me. Daddy and Copland just keep snoring away.
3. Food. It’s great in both places. We started with peas and carrots in the States and continued with apples, pears, sweet potato and broccoli here in Croatia. I love it all. That being said, nothing beats mommy’s milk in the morning!
4. Generosity. Naked I came into the world and naked I’ll leave, but in between I’ll have lots of clothes to wear and toys to play with. Mommy, Daddy and I have been blessed with wonderful friends and family who love and care for us so generously!
5. Camera. They keep putting it in my face no matter where we are. For some reason, I like to open my eyes as wide as possible before it flashes. I’ll close with some of the results.