Europeafication

This place gets into your head. I just noticed that I've begun buying only what we need for the next day or two and planning to go to the grocery store at least every other day, if not every day. I used to think that was crazy. I can't believe I'm doing it now.

Another first for me was today when I went to the grocery store. I saw a product that I often buy, offered in a smaller container. Much to my own surprise, I was excited and bought one. I have never before been excited about a smaller container. I was always king of buying the largest container I could find to save a couple of cents in the long run.

The first sign of my assimilation was the last time I was in the US. I parked on the second floor of a parking garage and was shocked and dismayed when I walked down one flight of stairs and found myself on the ground floor. (In Europe, floors are generally numbered as the nth floor above the ground floor. In order words, what Americans call the second floor is the first floor here. What Americans call the first floor is the ground floor here.)

Ich glaub' schon, daß ich fast Deutscher bin...


Further evidence: I was walking past a beer garden last weekend, and the smell of the beer reminded that spring is finally here. When "nice weather" implies "beer," you know you're in Germany.

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