Start with the obvious, our accents are different. No, I do not want to pretend I am Hermione but then realising that even your best American accent falls short. Sorry Y’all!
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The thrill that red solo cups are a thing; they aren’t just myths from films!
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Students are always looking for the easy way around things but microwaving hot water to make a tea, not putting milk in tea, or god-forbid putting the milk in first is pretty much a cardinal sin.
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Once you are comfortable/a little inebriated around new friends speech becomes different. Words such as: Baccy, kushty, spangled, bladdered, cracking, brill, dodgy, queue and chunder cease to exist or have the same impact.
Realising how spoilt you are back home, (London for me) when it comes to public transport. America boasts few easy-to-spot bus stops, will the bus even stop….will it come? Since being here I’ve even started to miss the tube!
However buses are free here, #justsayin
The thrill of gorging on British T.V programmes with your American chums and being able to translate odd concepts.
Everyone asking if you are from Oxford/Cambridge/Kings College.
Everyone asking if you know their friend from said college, that girl they once knew who went to Manchester or the Queen.
Explaining where anything is back home when people ask you specifically where you are from.
The thrill of having unlimited soda refills at a restaurant, a poor student’s dream.
Trying to explain, with great difficulty, the difference between an English Muffin, crumpet and biscuit. Specifically in the South because biscuits are pretty much plane scones.
Being told that you don’t understand sarcasm, when in fact they are just being rude. Or people thinking you are being rude by being sarcastic. There’s a select few that I have met that truly have mastered sarcasm.
Attendance counts towards your final grade!
Being asked for your ID everywhere.
Hearing another British accent and immediately trying to befriend them, something I’ve never felt overly inclined to do before coming to the U.S.
Finally, feeling pretty out of place when you don’t own sports wear, trainers or even a whiff of school spirit. The majority of campus kids mill around in clothing branded with their college logo and can recite the school’s fight song at the drop of the hat. If you scare easy do not incite one of these community singing moments.
Cheers America!
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