1. I bite into a Chinese bun in Toronto and forget that there is paper on the bottom - dam, so much more convenient in China! At first I thought - ok, this bun is a little more chunky then I'd like - and then I realize I'm eating paper.
2. I sort through my clothes and throw out two garbage-full bags not because they are old or out of season - but because all the beer drinking I did this summer gave me a "gut" - as someone so elegantly put it.
3. I listen to Madonna on a bus ride to the "welcome home party" from AIESEC Edmonton - and discover that Madonna is saying something in french - not only that - I discover that I understand it! (Je suis desolee)
These are the small trickles of how my trips have affected me in my daily life. I've yet digested what I learned from my trips or how much I adapted to other cultures - but these small surprises slap me in the face to remind me - oh ya, I had a blast this summer.
Now, back at home, you would think I would be able to relax - but reports, applications for jobs, things to sort out for school, and family in general (including relatives visiting from Vietnam, Calgary, states, and where-ever else I have relatives) are time-consuming. Not complaining - just glad to be a different sort of busy (compared to my summer).
"Why is it that when I call your cellphone a weird person picks up and it's gibberish - bleu blah bleu, beu beu, bah?"
"I lost my cellphone in China Dad." I complete the rest of the sentence in my head: due to drunken shenanigans.
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