Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Grandma's House
I can only remember one time where I even come close to culture shock and that was my grandmother's house. The reason I say that was culture shock is because she lived in the middle of nowhere in Kentucky. I do not live in a big area by no means, but there are things to do where I can actually have fun. If I could not find something to do where I live, all I have to do is drive ten minutes and I'm in the city. At my grandmother's house there is nothing. I could drive an hour and there would still be nothing around me. To me this was just a great shock because I like to get out and do things, but when there is nothing to do I just go crazy. Thats why I am so glad that we only visit once a year and only one night. Without civilization I would snap.
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