Back in Calgary At Last
Let's see, after a 5 1/2 hour flight from Delhi to Taipei, an 8 hour wait in Taipei, a 10 hour flight from Taipei to Vancouver, a 5 hour drive from Vancouver to Kelowna, and a 10 hour bus ride from Kelowna to Calgary, I finally made it back to the place I call home. The jet-lag is pretty intense this time and I don't remember the last time I had a decent night's sleep.
It does feel a bit weird to be back. After all, it's been a year since I've been in Calgary. For one, there is no snow. In fact, it's been warm here for the past few weeks (like +10 celsius). Not that I'm complaining, but it's certainly not what I expected.
So far, the biggest thing I've noticed is while walking down the street. I've always had the instinct to pass people on the right. 7 months in India has changed all that - my instinct is to now go to the left. On multiple occasions I have made a fool out of myself performing the simple task of passing someone on the street. Even while sitting in the passenger seat of the car I've noted the times when I would've went left to go around the car (obviously a big mistake in this part of the world).
I had a twenty dollar bill in my hand and went, "Is this worth anything?" It is, in fact, worth 740 rupees, but because it only has the number "20" on it, it seems almost worthless. Don't even get me started on the coins....
While loaded up with bags, I approached the door of the bus station only to have the door opened by someone. After setting the bags inside, all I could think was, "Welcome back to Canada."
Stay tuned for the list of things I hate when the reverse culture shocks starts creep in.


4 Comments:
Welcome back home!
Don't forget to send my your mailing address so you can get your leaving/Xmas presents. I got my copies in a care package from my parents. Can't wait to have a Canadian night to mourn the loss of you and Nick, so that I can screen Strange Brew.
Good To know You enjoyed your stay..
I still remember how jetlagged you were when you arrived(You slept through a party man!)
And the reverse culture shock..
It is a curious thing... that every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste.
Evelyn Waugh (1903 - 1966)
Cheers and It was great knowing You
Aman
Haha, I love that someone held the door of the bus for you. Mads and I were trying to get a bus from Cochi to Appali and on our third attempty we managed to push enough people out of the way to get on. Sadly no one held the door and even made the slightest effort to allow us on the bus. Can't wait for some of that Canadian courtesy
Welcome home, Kent! Now you got me waiting in suspense for reading more about reverse culture shocks! The few things you mentioned here sound quite familiar :-)
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