posted on Apr, 10 2016 @ 11:42 AM
Welcome back from someone relatively new. I've heard of the way it "used to be" and others missing the ones who've left. And now I'm seeing some come
back. That's really nice, as it's gradually changing the terrain back in a better direction.
We spent two years in Yugoslavia just at the cusp of the war, 1979-81, so I know what it's like. We'd save our money to take a bus to Italy to buy
things like coffee, light bulbs, toilet paper and a few personal products. I'm still not over my husband trying to request lamb at a meat market. The
Italians were not very gracious at trying to understand someone who didn't speak Italian. He kept rubbing his wool jacket edge and going, "Baa, baa"
as I winced and inched towards the Exit. The worst part were the bus drivers who would spend the Siesta time drinking and then we'd put our lives into
the hands of the Universe on the drunken bus ride back. The best part was being introduced to cappuccino before it was popular. Once back in the
states, we'd have to drive over 100 miles in any direction to find a cup, until we got our own machine. We blew up a couple of them before we got the
hang of it.
So I know what you mean about KFC. Personally, my point of awe was slowly walking through a super market again, quite literally with tears in my eyes,
marveling at the width of the aisles and the bright lights; the many things I had forgotten about, such as Hamburger Helper (yuk), Jello, peanut
butter, those dryer sheets for the laundry, etc. But for me it was a great experience. Before I was there, I would complain about the quality of
tomatoes. Now, having had to stand in line to buy one egg and then share it, I never complained again.....well, almost anyway.
Enjoy the transition home...