A couple of observations:
- We got some fast food on our way home from the airport and William was shocked to have ice in his drink.
- My parents took the kids to Chick-fil-A one afternoon. William came home and said, "Mom - you won't believe it... there was a playground IN the restaurant!"
- Going into Walmart. At our grocery store in Vienna, we have 2 choices of orange juice. This was a delightful (and a bit overwhelming) culture tremor.
- Casual friendliness. I'm not talking about friendliness with acquaintances at church or school. It's the social pleasantries with strangers. The greetings when walking into a store or shop, people talking to my kids in the grocery store line and just general nice-ness of people. I'm not saying that Viennese aren't nice - they just don't display a casual niceness if that makes sense. At the store a stranger was talking to Calvin and he asked me "Do we know her?"
These are just a couple of things. Many happen in small doses and catch me off guard. And while some of these things I've missed, some of them now feel foreign - like I'm a stranger in my own land. Which is probably a bit how I should feel - knowing heaven is my home and this is just a temporary stay.