It doesn't seem like I've been in France that long, but after two years, coming back to the US was a bit of a culture shock. I'd forgotten how it was to live in a place where stores are open everyday, all day!
Some places, like churches,
my favorite grocery store,
and a gym, all looked like they were European (yes, that building is a gym).
The buildings looked much more modern,
but the huge cars,
parked on top of each other for a rate of about $50 a day,
and mounds of garbage, day
and night, reminded me I wasn't in Paris anymore.
Rockefeller Center's ice skating rink,
and the Christmas tree atop Radio Center Music Hall, all welcomed me back as a tourist in the city where I was born :)