One of the beautiful things about traveling is that you get exposed to cultures and traditions outside of what you already know. You learn languages, eat new foods, and even make new friends.
One thing that doesn’t get old however is the cultural difference that always exists. Not everything is like home, so when you learn how other people operate, you are likely to be shocked. Read on as these Redditors tell us of the extreme culture shock moments they received.
1. Street Walker
Trying to cross the street in Hanoi, Vietnam. You can spot somebody who just got in a mile away because of the look of apprehension and confusion on their face as they try to figure out how to do it.
There are very few crosswalks with 'walk' signs. In most places, you look for a gap in the traffic and go. In Bangkok, you just make sure the traffic flow would have time to stop before they hit you and you just go and maintain a constant pace.
In Hanoi (especially near the French Quarter) you just slowly walk into traffic. There are no gaps. You can sort of put your hand out to let people know you're going, but you just kind of maintain a slow, inching, walking pace and traffic will part around you. It's scary AF the first time.
Astrospud3
2. Traffic Struggles
I moved to Australia from the Philippines... Driving normally between 60-80 kilometers per hour is just impossible to achieve in Manila, entirely impossible.
Traffic management has been superb (Melbourne) as compared to Manila so I just laugh inside my head when people here complain about being stuck behind the right light for like two minutes or something.
Yanley
3. Ripped Off In Broad Daylight
I came to New York City and located a good British chippy in lower Manhattan. I bought sausage chips and gravy, would be about 3-4 quid back home.
The British guy behind the till managed to keep a straight face as he charged me $20. I enjoyed the food very much, some of the nicest I have had but it was only later that it fully dawned on me just how much I had been ripped off.
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4. Super Chatty Strangers
So I’m Norwegian, but I went to New Zealand for a year. The culture shock for me was how open Kiwis talk, and how there’s no such thing as stranger danger.
And as a typical Norwegian introvert, it took a while to get used to. I’d meet a stranger and they’d be breaking the touching barrier right away.
To add to that they would possibly just start talking about their cousin’s rash and all their weekend plans. It was an even bigger shock returning to silent Norway.
kantartist
5. Lost and Found
I was lost in Oslo looking for a certain address and my phone wasn't working right. I did what most Americans would do and stopped the next person I saw and asked if they could point me in the right direction.
Well, the first guy I asked was an Afghan refugee who actually spoke OK amounts of English. He was SO excited that I wanted to talk to him and that he personally walked me in my direction.
He kept going on and on about how no one wanted to talk to him both because culturally you don't talk to strangers and because a lot of people don't like immigrants like himself.
Coming from Los Angeles where probably every other person you pass is an immigrant from somewhere, I found it totally puzzling.
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6. Wild and Free
I was born in Hawaii and lived on the Big Island until I was six. Little me was used to wearing flip-flops (or no shoes) and lightweight dresses, swimsuits and shorts, and a tee shirt everywhere.
It was too hot for anything else, or it would just get dirty. Cut to my family moving to Ontario, Canada about 3 hours North of Toronto.
My dad was working in the vacation business so we moved to an actual ski resort for the first few months. My sister and I were enrolled in Catholic school and suddenly I had to wear clothes.
But not just clothes: stockings, jumpers, shirts with too many buttons, and shoes that had to shine. Coats, hats, gloves, different shoes to wear outside. Six-year-old me could not comprehend any of this.
We even had to change for gym and then change back. My mom helped me put my stockings on in the mornings, but after the gym, I would have to put them on by myself.
One day my teacher called my mom to come get me because I decided to start some sort of anti-clothing revolution and was jumping around the changing room in my underwear with my stockings on my head.
khaleesiofkitties
7. Slapping her grandmother in the face
Marrying into my wife's Mexican-American/Native American family was the biggest culture shock ever. I come from a small white family, my wife's family is huge.
At our wedding I had 15 people attend, which was nearly my entire family, she had 200 people attend, which is only a small fraction of her family (those that didn't get invited were quite grumpy about not getting invited).
When I first met her extended family I was overwhelmed, there were like 50-60 people at her grandma's house on Christmas.
Some of her uncles didn't like how quiet I was and started telling my wife (girlfriend at the time) how she needed to be careful of the quiet ones.
Several of them even took me aside to threaten me. Then of course I made a major faux pas, I refused food from her grandma, I've since learned that it would have been better to just slap her in the face.
It took me 10 years to undo that damage. I didn't win over her last Uncle until I got absolutely tanked at his daughter's wedding reception, at which point he decided I wasn't just a stuffy white guy.
Once my wife coached me on her culture I was able to fit in better, asking for food, allowing the women to serve me & clean up after me, taking plates home when I left, being more outgoing, etc.
Now grandma calls me Mijo and introduces me to everyone as her grandson, which earns her a lot of confused looks. Since her grandma has accepted me everyone else has too and according to my in-laws, I'm Mexican now.
All in all would do it again, but it would have been nice to know that what's rude on the white side of my family is endearing on my Mexican side and vice versa.
moghediene
8. “Can you pose for me, please”
Probably when I was in China and people would either come up to me and ask to take a picture of me, or just straight up start taking pictures of me right in front of me.
I’m 6’2 and a woman and they thought I must be a model or a freak. I mean people think it’s odd where I live but they don’t come up to me and go “You’re tall! Picture?”
One guy stopped taking pictures of animals in the zoo to take pictures of me. I must be on so many Chinese people’s social media and family photos. People would come up with their kids and think it was great.
MediatedTea
9. Tall Girls In a Land Of The Short
I had a horrible time in China. I basically had everyone staring at me in the streets because I was 6'6" and had longish hair and a beard at the time.
It was okay in Shanghai where the locals are totally over funny-looking laowai, but when I went to Hangzhou it was freaking ridiculous.
I got to experience all the absolute worst aspects of being a celebrity with none of the perks. China was quite an experience for me.
We_Are_The_Romans
10. Polite Man On Escalator
My friends and I went to Taiwan for 9 days. Everyone was incredibly nice, it blew me away. We had a taxi driver for a whole day who ate lunch with us and was amazed at how we could use chopsticks.
We didn't encounter a single rude person. After we landed home at LAX, literally on the escalator leaving, a Taiwanese person was trying to walk past a couple and they told him no and wouldn't move for him.
OPness_
11. Fake People
I grew up in a working-class city where passive-aggression wasn't a thing. If people didn't like you they made it obvious. Shouting matches and fist-fights were pretty common.
Then I get a job at a snooty Ivy League university and nobody expresses what they actually think or feel, snide remarks replaced insults, and people quietly conspire against you while pretending to be your friend.
With people there, you couldn’t call them out on their crap without getting socially shunned because everybody is neck-deep swimming in it.
burtwinters
12. Secret Beef
This sounds very familiar to what I went through after meeting my husband's family. I come from a large loud Irish Catholic family where everyone knows everything about everyone.
In our family, if you have a problem with someone you don't let it stew, you go to them and talk (fight) it out. The funny thing is my family gets along better than his.
There is so much under the surface in his family, they are very waspy and secretive and I can never keep track of who has beef with whom because they are so fake to your face. It makes me feel super uneasy.
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13. Extreme Poverty
I set up a nice candle-lit dinner at home for my girlfriend once. In the middle of our candlelit dinner, she drops that candles remind her of an extremely poor family.
She shared that she had to ration their candles into minutes and they had to multitask to conserve light because of how low those resources were.
You had to do your homework all at the same time because the candles only lasted so long. Still tears me up when I think about what she said.
LiquidMythril
14. “That Was Rude!”
A few years back, our family went to Japan for a family trip. We were in a restaurant, and my dad tipped our waitress while we were leaving.
About 5 minutes after we left, we saw our waitress running down the street. She handed our money back to us. We were all confused, so my dad tried to hand the tip back to her.
She wouldn't take the money and ran back to the restaurant. We didn't realize this, but tipping is considered rude in Japan.
memejeet
15. A class struck of poverty
When I got my first teaching job, I moved from NE Pennsylvania to southern Arizona. I rented a house with my husband and another couple.
The house was huge. Absolute insanity for what we paid for it. When my students found out I lived in a two-story house, they all were in disbelief.
I was told that only rich people lived in two-story houses because no one could afford the air conditioning bill in the summer.
In my defense, I was making around 29k a year, and paying for a cross-country move, so definitely not rich BUT it really put my student’s level of poverty smack dab in front of my face.
NoelaniiRowynn
16. Cleaner than you could ever imagine
Rock concerts in Japan gave me the biggest shock factor. You have a number on your ticket and everyone queues according to that number.
Yes, they manage to queue hundreds of people in front of a venue according to the order in which they bought their tickets.
It's fair, if you buy your ticket early you can get the chance for a better spot and you have a chance to buy limited merch that is usually sold out after minutes.
When the venue opens, they call out every number and as soon as yours is called out you can go in. They do that every time.
They do that at small venues with 20 people waiting and they do that at festivals.
Another thing, even after 2 days of the festival, the venue is clean AS HECK.
Not one water bottle, not one wrapping paper or anything. I was at Summer Sonic, Fuji Rock, and Osaka Met Rock... and it was clean everywhere.
Raizzor
17. Quiet As A Church Mouse
Something I find fascinating about Japan is their attitude when spectating. In pretty much every Western culture the live audience for pretty much everything except golf is incredibly loud and energetic, but Japanese audiences are significantly quieter and more subdued.
Take MMA for example. I don't think there has ever been a single UFC show in the US that wasn't filled with thousands of drunk idiots screaming the entire time.
However, in Japan, the audiences for Pride and Pancrase were so quiet you could actually hear the fighters' footsteps as they moved around the ring.
Most music festivals in Japan are pretty similar to Western counterparts (especially Idol shows.) but almost all of their sports audiences are silent.
BGummyBear
18. Under but never Over
In India, we have a system of printing prices for each and everything on the box/packet of that thing. This includes everything from a tiny pack of gums to a giant refrigerator.
Vendors can not charge more than the MRP, they can charge less than that. Most of the big supermarkets and malls usually charge less than the MRP.
However, in Europe, I’ve never seen this. Anyone can charge any price for anything. I’ve seen a pack of milk being sold at four different prices in my nearby stores.
In India, if the owner charges more than the MRP, a consumer can lodge a complaint against them, and they can face serious consequences.
BriefName
19. Tasty Buzzing Treats
The World Health Organisation thinks insects can be a major source of solving worldwide hunger crises. It makes sense to be fair.
They have no bones, they need little prep (apparently roasting locusts and adding honey is amazing?), and spawn breed based on degree days.
So they grow quickly, a lot, and potentially year-round. I had a French friend who told me chocolate-covered ants are a tasty treat, I was never sure how serious they were.
icarus14
20. Not in front of the White House!
When I was a little kid in New York my elementary school took an overnight field trip to Washington D.C. As we were waiting in traffic to enter the White House there was a burn barrel across the street with several homeless people huddled around it. RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET.
For clarification, I was about 9 and this was the late 1980's. I lived on Long Island. I had seen homeless on trips into the city but it was the juxtaposition of the poverty contrasted by the white house that was such a culture shock to me.
mikemclovin
21. Land Of The Homeless
The first time I was in DC was four years ago. I was stuck there overnight because my flight got canceled. I was in college so I decided to leave the hotel the airport put me up in and walk to see the white house.
I didn't realize how far it would be. Anyway, many hours later I realized DC is this insane place where we have massive monuments to leaders of our country which at night are surrounded by homeless people sleeping on the sidewalk.
I walked down one street with the capital building in the background and had to walk around dozens of people sleeping on the sidewalk. It was one of the oddest experiences of my life.
667-DJP
22. My Own Culture
Weirdly enough, it was returning to America after spending years abroad in Albania. Albania didn't have any international food chains or restaurants, everything was local and (usually) tasted great!
I think what it was for me, was when I was going to Albania, I psyched myself up - I knew I was going to a foreign country and that things would be different, and they were.
Most stores were no bigger than the size of my bedroom back home. Open-air street markets were common and road-side shops were everywhere.
Most people didn't own vehicles and walked or relied on public transportation.
But when I returned to America, I was just "going home" and didn't really think about it much.
But after several years it was weird! The day after returning home, we went to a Costco. Walking around that place on that day was one of the most surreal experiences of my life.
Packages of food were HUGE and there was just so MUCH of EVERYTHING. We drove our cars everywhere and I realized my little hometown doesn't even have a proper bus system. That was easily my biggest culture shock - and it was about my own.
Xabidar
23. No Options At All
I moved to Poland in 1989 for six months. Coke was sold on one side of the city, and Pepsi had the other side. 95% of the cars were two models, all painted in the exact same colors for the past 40 years.
None of the buildings were painted. You could get anywhere on public transportation, for almost free (bus tickets were $0.0001 each).
Not one McDonald's or franchise store in the whole country. For almost every basic commodity like soap, and cheese there was only one choice. I literally felt like I had entered the Twilight Zone.. the best trip ever.
alltechrx
24. It must have felt like another world
My extreme culture shock came from when I was in Prague in 1984. There was only Pepsi in the store, beer was like 5 cents a liter at the official exchange rate and basically free if you traded currency in the alley.
Would walk down almost empty streets and a window would open up in a building. Everyone got in line, so I did too. Sometimes you got a slice of pizza, sometimes an ice cream, sometimes toilet paper.
My bags were searched whenever I left the hotel. Went to a department store that had pretty much nothing but one kind of dress and a slew of tires.
Two kinds of car, almost all in black, with little identifying flags/stickers so that you could tell which was yours and which wasn’t.
Went to a worker's cafe' on Wenceslas Square and ate whatever was being served at steel stand-up tables for like 12 cents. Otherworldly back then...
just-a_guy42
25. What In The Fish?
I grew up in a relatively poor neighborhood. Lotta rough crap going on there, but we won't discuss all of it. Suffice it to say, even at a fairly young age I was pretty sure I'd seen some crap.
In middle school, I made friends with a kid who lived in the trailer park across town. The trailer park kids are a whole different type of poor.
I remember the kid I was friends with as soon as I got there goes "Let's go to the creek, Darius got his fishing pole back." Ok... whatever the hell that means.
So we go down to the creek and there's this kid Darius and he's fishing in a creek and about 12 kids are standing around watching him.
Every so often he's catching a fish and handing it to one of the kids and the kid is taking the fish and running off giddy as hell.
He finally catches one and hands it to my friend, he and I skip off back to his trailer. My friend takes the fish... as is... puts it in the microwave and then when the microwave beeps he takes it out and starts eating it with a fork. I almost puked.
CDC_
26. The Sound Of New York
Going to the USA and seeing that the water in the toilets is so full! How the heck am I meant to crap without getting my butt wet?
Also, NYC taxis will blare their horns at literally anything. Pedestrian still on the crossing 2 seconds after the light goes green? Honk.
Car in front of you gently brakes? Honk. Bird in the road? Honk. Bee in the car? Honk. Do the streetlights turn on? Honk. They’re super aggressive drivers
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27. No means No Gentlemen
Not sure if it counts as a shock as much as a slow realization because I've been going there all my life, but once I got to about 15 and visited Italy I started getting asked out by guys who just wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.
You reject a guy in the UK and they'll normally take it well (unless they're a bit unhinged), but in Italy, I said no to strangers, friends I'd known for years, people I'd met that night.
All people who were otherwise normal- who'd be so persistent that I had to either leave or use my cousin as a fake bf. It was crazy.
J4viator
28. Not My Cup-Of-Tea
I didn’t grow up religious even though my parents were. We never discussed specifics and I went to a normal public school.
In college, one of my professors started talking about how she believed in creationism and that those who believed in evolution just had a “difference in opinion.”
I had to google creationism and I was completely baffled that this woman was teaching my college course and sharing these ideals publicly.
She taught Dietetics and frequently used the reasoning “God made our bodies require ______ because _____.” Ended up dropping the course because that was only the tip of the iceberg.
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29. Country Boy In A Big City
My biggest culture shock was going to LA as a young teenager from a small rural Midwestern town. The size of the city, riding a city bus for the very first time, nobody seems to care about the ocean.
That shocked me, I mean it was the ocean for crying out loud. "It's just a cold gray blob" I was told. I was definitely a country mouse in the big city. It took me quite a long time before I was adjusted.
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30. Complete turnaround
I was raised in an extremely Mormon family with 50+ cousins living relatively nearby. I attended a Christian private school with a student body of maybe 1,000 students between all grades 1-6, we had to wear button-downs and blazers, recite the pledge of allegiance every day, and read bible verses in class before lessons.
When I was 13 my family moved to Minnesota and I went straight into public middle school where swearing, piercings, integration (something I hadn't even recognized I had never experienced).
We also didn't have to say the pledge/read the bible verses cause the majority of students weren't Christian, let alone Mormons. So yeah, probably that.
Baaaaden
31. “Wait, why is this in public?”
I haven't left the US, but in Pennsylvania, we have some pretty strict liquor laws. Here you can't buy any hard liquor in stores.
Some stores can sell beer and wine, and there are some beer distributors, but for the most part, you need to go to the state stores to get things like whiskey and vodka and stuff.
I can't tell you how many times I've traveled through other states, gone into a Walmart, and been shocked to see hard liquor being sold! It still baffles me that getting alcohol can be as easy as driving to Walmart.
octopie645
32. The Life Of The Party
My shock came from going to college and suddenly being surrounded by a party culture I had never experienced even a taste of before.
In high school I wasn't allowed to leave the house unless it was either a school event or my parents knew the parents of the people I was going to see.
They also needed to know exactly what I would be doing and where for things like going into town after school (right next to the school, within walking distance of home).
Now throw this socially inept tall skinny kid in with a bunch of people who have had pretty elaborate social lives that I couldn't even comprehend because I didn't know how to not live in such a strict cycle of the day.
This killed me my first two years because I basically learned how to be a real person by making mistake after mistake and tons of embarrassing social blunders.
Junior year and onward I kind of "grew up" mentally but still never quite had it. To this day I struggle to make friends and am not sure what to do to maintain a social life.
Outside of work, I spend most of my time isolated. I work out 4 to 5 times a week but the rest of my time I'm just at home eating, learning to cook, drinking, and gaming.
I make decent money but life is just really boring without people. I don't live in an area without much of a party scene other than the college town the next city over.
I'm trying to find a DnD group now and have talked to some co-workers about it. I'm entirely new to it but mainly I just want something social to do outside of work and it sounds fun.
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33. People are good, I guess
I'm an American, who's traveled quite a bit domestically. A few years ago I went to Croatia for a vacation. I was kind of shocked by just how nice people were and was immediately suspicious of this.
I had one guy I asked for directions literally stop digging a grave (at a graveyard) to take his car and lead me to my destination.
When we arrived, I tried to give the guy a few euro's for his time and fuel. He wanted nothing other than a glass of wine from the innkeeper.
I realized the edge America has given me, and just how pleasant people in other parts of the world generally are.
GetBAK1
34. Closed Till Tomorrow
The fact that in Australia, bars and nightclubs close so early. We were in Sydney with a friend of mine and decided to go out on a before around 10 pm in a bar and then go to a nightclub a bit after midnight.
We couldn't find an open nightclub after midnight. We then decided to go back to the bar we were at beforehand but got denied because they would close shortly after.
This blew our minds lol. In France, you can easily decide to go to a club at 2 or 3 am without any problem. That was a culture shock moment for me.
SharplyNeutral
35. Let It Fly
I have posted this before but: traveled with a small group in 1975. We had just come across the border from Pakistan into India and made the mistake of taking a "rush" seating train (meaning no reservations or limits on the number of people) to New Delhi.
Being from North America we are used to a certain amount of personal (empty) space between us and the next person. We sat down on the plain wooden benches and the train proceeded to fill up. And fill. And fill.
People on the overhead racks. People under the seats. People squashed and almost sat on us. It was an overnight trip, and even though we had been traveling in Asia for some time our stomachs were still not working well on the local foods.
We were miserable and tired and it is hard to believe how you don't know what being squashed without even a few inches of space around means to the psyche.
Sometime in the night, Louie (a school teacher from New York who had been traveling for years) jumped up. Diarrhea is highly common.
Louie realized that he had no chance to make it to the bathroom (a squatter where you can see the tracks moving below through the hole)- too many people in the way.
He was beside the window and had no choice but to hang his butt out the window and let fly. Nobody but us seemed to notice or care.
Alittlepale
36. Fork and Knife? No
My biggest culture shock factor came when I went to India on a work-related trip. I went to a staff canteen and some of the people were eating curry and rice with their hands.
Yes, you heard that right, they were eating curry and rice with their hands. Here’s the thing, I knew it happens, and to expect it, but I wasn't prepared for seeing it for the first time. The shock wore off quite quickly, though.
Goldielexx
37. “Oui Oui”
Went to Bora Bora for a honeymoon. It's a French territory. Very expensive and beautiful tropical island. We went on a 4x4 trip through a jungle, we were the only English people, and everyone else was French.
The tour guide would speak for 10 minutes in French, then say something so basic like, "That's a very important rock." We missed out on so much information.
Well, he talked for about 5 minutes in French when we weren't near anything and everyone was laughing so hard, tears coming out of their eyes.
mattleo
38. Happy Feet
Currently on holiday in Memphis, I’m from the UK. I am shocked about how no one walks anywhere. Me and my family would ask for directions to somewhere and would just get told to get an Uber for something half a mile away.
We decided to walk anyway and we got so many strange looks. Y’all need to learn how to use your feet. You really can’t be Ubering very short distances like that.
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39. Traditional Family Values
I moved from the West Coast to Kentucky for college. The number of changes is unreal. Some of the biggest is the way girls act and the genuine acceptance of American stereotypes.
Back west the people are very progressive and generally treated as equals in a relationship. I was surprised to see how many girls wanted to be taken care of like traditional 50s culture.
I was also surprised by how there were strong separations and groupings down south. In the West, if you act like a jerk you will be labeled as such.
In good old Kentucky, Southern bible folk stick to their beliefs like life depends on it. Needless to say, I have had some adjusting to do.
InfamousNarwhal01
40. Those People Are Not Nice!
I moved from the northern US to the South. At first, it was all biscuits and gravy. Then I realized that "Bless your heart!" is actually an insult and that Southerners are just as mean as the rest of us.
It's harder to tell because it's coated in sunshiney friendliness. More than one person called me a damn Yankee. If you weren't born and raised Southern, you could never really fit in.
I eventually moved away. I will not miss the Southern charm, but I will always, always miss Bojangles.
feed-me-tacos
41. Small City Habits
I grew up in Southern California and moved to Chatham, MI (U.P.) Chatham has like a total of 2 paved streets. It has 1 restaurant, 1 co-op, and 1 tiny library.
I felt like I was on a movie set. My school was in a different town and my freshman class had a whopping 23 kids total. I was basically the coolest person in town all of a sudden.
I went from being kind of teased in CA to being the chick from California. Life is totally different. Carl’s JR is called Hardeys.
I had to drive 45 minutes to get there and everyone wore Camo and talked in Canadian accents. Everyone was basically each other’s cousins and would date one person their entire life.
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42. Let’s Bow Our Heads
I guess having to wear an Abaya and have a driver to go out in Saudi Arabia. Also, my friend was scolded by the religious police for smoking around prayer hour.
Also, everything shuts down around prayer time. Also, the idea of religious police. Other than that, a surprisingly similar consumer culture to the U.S.
I'd been living overseas awhile and it was an opportunity to get myself some cold stone and red robbin. I’ve got to say, it was quite an experience.
nerological
43. A different kind of market
I went to Shanghai on a business trip alone. I had traveled, but never to Asia before. Foreign doesn't quite cut it. Germany is foreign. France is foreign. China was alien.
Every day was another WTH moment, like when my taxi driver stopped the cab in the middle of live traffic to get out and pee’d on the back tire in the literal middle of the road.
My favorite "I have no idea what is going on" moment was on a random Sunday I had off to explore. I went to People's Square Park.
There were hundreds and hundreds of umbrellas propped up on their side on the walking path with notes on them. I couldn't read any of it so I just strolled around looking at all the people and their umbrellas.
I thought it was some kind of festival or something. When I got home and could Google again I learned it was a "Marriage market".
As I understand it parents would write notes about their marriage-eligible single children and try to set up dates for them with other parents.
djc6535
44. “You told them about what?”
I was born in India but lived in the US since I was 2. There was this one white girl I was dating in undergrad who I was pretty into.
Now in Indian culture, casual dating is still rather... "complicated", so I've never told my parents about any of the girls I'm seeing, and that goes for this girl too.
Well, we date for about 4 months, I meet her parents, they seem affable enough, they like me, yada yada, all that peachy crap. Everything seemed normal.
One day we're getting breakfast, I can't remember what we were talking about, but for some reason, she just casually mentions that she talks to her parents about her intimate life.
That culture shock slapped me across the face. Here I am hiding the fact I have a girlfriend from my parents, and she's out here talking to hers about us being intimate and stuff.
Knowing the things that girl was into, the things I would call her, the sounds she would make... It was so hard to look her parents in the eyes after that.
We dated for another 2 months, then broke up. She was a really nice girl, hope she's doing alright. I still think of her sometimes.
Dovamed
45. Holy Cow
I studied in India for 2 years. Being from Malaysia, even though >10% of people here are Indians, the cultural difference is real.
Not sure if this is offensive but one of the most shocking to me was when before flying back home I had a short stay in Bangalore. While riding around in an auto, I witnessed a cow urinating.
It comes out like a fountain just FYI. An elderly man then puts his hand in the stream of urine and proceeds to pat some of it onto his head. I was literally lost for words.
weizzers