French men tend to be very... forward. 🤨 It took a bit of getting used to.

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Not exactly a shock, since I've done it before, but in Asia, it's very common to share beds. I had done it before and wasn't against it but in Asia, you might frequently have to do it. I was a little surprised. I sleep alone but I'm not like some Americans that are completely disgusted at the idea of sharing a bed. I'm fine with it because I've embraced my Asianess 😁

It's more of a necessity to share the same bed. I never quite liked sleeping on the floor with a cold mat underneath me (and cockroaches...oh lord) therefore I sleep with the same (only) one bed as my mother or siblings. My father is a jerk, so he's out of question.

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When I went to America, I was surprised that teens would sometimes call older people by their first names without the addition of honorifics.

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The asian men usually wearing speedos thing was definitely a shock to me. 🤣

Along with in China grilled cockroaches on toothpicks being sold, Beijing's smog (that was more of a general shock), pea flavored ice cream, and how some restaurants could legally be so dirty.

...and how loud people feel the need to shout on the cell phone. xD

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I don't have much recent culture shocks, so I can only share the ones from the past.

When I took a trip back to Vietnam, Saigon, my family over there were pretty close. We sat around a big table and they ripped the meat with their hands and hand-fed me (I don't know where those hands have been!) That was weird since we would usually offer the foods and use utensils (forks, or chopsticks) to eat it in the US. But they just got their hands and put it in my mouth. 😲 That shocked me. There were utensils over there, but they just preferred to use hands. They also gave me veggies and some egg rolls with their hands.
Another one would be regarding those squat toilets. I've used them before so I wasn't shocked to use it BUT, the one we had back in Vietnam didn't have any doors to cover you when you do your business!! It's a house in the rural parts of Vietnam and a personal bathroom, so I doubt all bathrooms are doorless over there. But it just totally irked me to go to the bathroom when anyone could pass by. Also, the baths don't have doors either.

Another one would be that almost all of my Hispanic friend's mothers would kiss me on both cheeks when I greeted them. I'm still not use to it. Infact, I can't do it correctly because my reflexes are lefty and the first time I did it, I clashed foreheads with a Mrs. Hernandez. XD

real life culture shocks i had 2 raises 2 fingers above head
one, when i was 4 and landed in a strange country, where instead of the winter i left in russia i was greeted with the summer sun and sea waves of israel. that moment.. i turned to my grandmother and said...... "gramma, you said that you will buy me a dolls baby carriage when its summer. well its summer, and i want my doll baby carriage!!" we ended up going through all the registration offices with my ping doll empty baby carriage in tow.
seriously tho, that was quite a shock there, seeing people so much nicer and warmer, strangers stopping my gramma and complimenting on the cute little blond girl and her cute little baby carriege... people we just me greeeting us across the street, no one tries to steal out bags when we left them near our cabin, and generally people being nice and helpful, and all the kids we saw being overfriendly, wild, and loud XD i loved it, wanted to be one of those monkeys, my gramma did'nt. first day in kindergarten was a bitch tho. i bellowed my eyes out and clinged to the fence like my life depended on it.

second cultural shock.... was less pleasant... after spending 8 years in my hometown petach-tiqua, my mom moved us to ramat gan. where they didnt have junior highs, so i ended up back in elementary for my 8th year of school. the kids were much more childish there, and more materialistic, after my years with kids who practically knew me my whole life and got used to some of my quirks , i had to go through hell all over again with kids who saw me as a weird foreigner that stepped out of nowhere to their last year of elementary school.
i was aghast at the noise these people made, their clothes, their attitudes and the type of people who controlled the classes, and dear god, the SCOUTS were ALIVE here!! . i wasnt used to those cliques or the people that dont naturally try to be friendly. my old city is basically stuck in the never ending cycle of the 90's, and we were always friendly to new people, and clothing trends passed us by like nothing. i got pretty depressed that year.

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