Are we even in America anymore, Toto?
Reverse Culture Shock might be more accurate, which is an eerily surreal feeling I first felt when I came home from Madagascar after Peace Corps.
And then I felt it again at Country Fair.
Reverse Culture Shock: The surreal sensation of wonder, when asking, “Is this the same place I came from?”
At Country Faire, it hit me: there actually is a fundamentally different culture out here.
(We’re from the Midwest).
So, First Fair! And you know what they say about your first time.
My partner, Micayla & I, just transplanted ourselves to Eugene last November (the month the election Happened.)
We came via wagon across the Oregon Trail ….
… I mean, we drove a Civic over the Cascadian Mountains, from Kansas City, Missouri (also known as “the middle of merica”). Continue reading “Culture Shock @ the Oregon Country Fair”