It’s the little things
When you’re traveling in the developed world and particularly in the western world there are a lot if similarities. People are very similar, you might not know the language but very often you know the interaction. Siblings, friends, parents with children react to each other the same way you are used to seeing them act.
There are lots of little differences, like there rarely being ice in your glass. The fact that breakfast is either more food than you can comprehend or just a pastry and coffee. It’s the little differences like saying wee instead of little.
One that always hits me is how multilingual people are outside the US. I was in conversation with several people and watched a woman effortlessly switch between, french, english, german and spanish. The host at the hotel’s breakfast this morning did the same. It makes me feel incompetent frankly, that I only speak one fluently and 3 at a rudimentary level at best.
These little differences are one of the things I really love about travel, especially when I get to bring them back to my default life. Those tend to be new types of foods or phrases but serve as little reminders of my life on the road, have a happy Monday my friends. – Rev Kane