One of the strangest feelings I had when we first came to NYC was being a tourist in an English-speaking country. It was strange to not have to argue, bargain, or explain myself in another language other than English. I was so use to trying to converse in another language (very limited French, Thai, Tetun, Bahasa Indonesian) that being in an ALL English-speaking country was hard to get use to at the beginning. It’s amazing not to have to try to find words, organize your thoughts/sentences/phrases, or even use hand signs when trying to go to the toilet, order food, buy stuff… It’s a strange feeling and I guess it takes a bit of getting use to (or adjusted)… I wonder if this is “reverse culture shock”?
There’s so much to do in NYC that trying to find out what’s going just gives me a headache… I guess it’s a exercise in patience and decision-making. No matter how much you think you know NYC, there are always new things to discover… just check out Time Out New York or NYCGO.com if you need to plan on doing anything in the Big Apple.