Yeah, I know, NYC in August smells like a cesspool. I don't care--I just wanna shop till I drop. (It's been a tough year and I deserve it.) Also want to soak up the atmosphere. Bring on the rude cabbies and the snooty waiters!
Then I wanna flake out on a beach. And get into the simultaneously relaxed/party vibe in artsy Provincetown.
Okay, I'm not leaving North America--I rarely do, being as I'm not JK Rowling & usually drive to my vacation destinations--but it's incredible how each and every city/town over Canada and the U.S. has its own unique feel. (Heck, I even experienced culture shock when I moved one neighborhood over! Totally different demographic, totally different feel.)
Have you ever experienced culture shock even when you haven't travelled very far? Share your stories!
P.S. Beyond Cool was released this past Tuesday--woohoo! I really love this book, got to know my I Was a Teenage Popsicle characters so well (talk about people experiencing culture shock!) that the book practically wrote itself. I think it's funnier, too. (And btw, you don't have to have read Popsicle to 'get' Beyond Cool.) Check it out if you're in a bookstore this week. (Which you probably will be, picking up Eclipse, like the rest of the world...)