I just got back from a month-long trip to the USA. Great food, great friends, and more of those cringe-worthy "So where do you live?" interactions. You know that feeling you get - maybe you're out shopping and the cashier wants your zip code, or maybe you're introduced by a friend as "visiting from out of town", and you desperately try to avoid saying it, but as soon as you're forced to utter the words "I live in Hong Kong" you get that sinking feeling in your stomach and you know what's coming.
Actual comments I've gotten:
- Ooh! Do you speak Japanese? No. NO.
- You must be really sick of sushi! again - nope.
- Do they have cars in Hong Kong? no. We use rickshaws and domesticated dragons.
- (Upon learning my husband doesn't eat meat) - Wow! Hong Kong must be a great place to be vegetarian! um, no.
- OMG - how do you LIVE without Facebook?? sigh.
- I heard it's illegal to drink alcohol there. what?? NO! How the hell would I still be here?
- Do you ever worry you'll accidentally cross the border into North Korea and get arrested? I... I don't even...
But then again, I got to spend a month eating Tex-Mex (one of the few cuisines still unavailable here) so I can't complain.
Now it's time to get back to watching anime, eating endangered species, buying used panties out of vending machines, and plotting the overthrow of capitalist pigs.