I am finally here

After a year and a half thinking about creating a blog to share the cultural shock of a European in America, here I am. Of course that by now I am so used to this country that there is no more cultural shock. No matter how weird and freakish things get, I just accept everything calmly and perfectly indifferent.
I will give you a couple of examples. Today my world woke up white. Like a big bowl of strawberries and cream but without the strawberries, if you want to be positive, or like an immense hospital, if you not in such a good mood. I was supposed to go to Boston. Couldn't. Did I complain? No, not really. A year ago I would have been annoyed, complained and asked myself and who wanted to hear me what I was doing in this country. Not anymore.
Also the fact that in the supermarket you have to pick one in fifty different brands if you need a box of cereal (I still remember how thrilled we were in Portugal when Chocapic and Estrelitas appeared...), that milk is sold in 4-litre bottles, shampoo in 1-litre bottles, q-tips in 1000-unit packets and toothpaste in 400-something-gram tubes doesn't surprise me a tiny bit anylonger.
I guess the Superintendent singing would still come as a bit of a shock, but our school's Maria Callas left, and the one we have now is no source of surprises.

So this sounds promising: this blog is supposed to be about the cultural shock of an European living in America, but the author has gone numb due to excess of surprises and doesn't get surprised at anything any longer. Hum... Well, let's just hope I still have some other things to share with friends and family, and that this may be a good way to keep in touch.