For some reason on this quick visit to the US, I have really noticed cultural differences between my native country and my adopted one:

• I ordered a steak at dinner and it was large enough to feed  a family of four. I thought I’d enjoy it, as the US really knows how to make a good steak, but instead I really feel a bit ill. And I even left half of it on my plate!
• The shopping hours make it feel like every day is a holiday. How fantastic to finish work and have there be stores open that you actually want to browse in instead of everything being closed other than your local corner shop.
• People are SO talkative. Even as an extrovert my seven years in England is rubbing off on me and I find myself trying to not make eye contact when I buy something. Why must we tell our life stories to every stranger we meet?
• The cars. They are huge.

Finally:

• Why oh why are all mature American men sporting a moustache at the moment?