America.

America, the country I call home, the country that I lived in for 18 years without crossing its boarders. It was a year’s time since I walked on its semi-solid ground and two years since called it home. Now that my feet are back, I honestly didn’t miss it all that much. I flew from Germany to Atlanta, Georgia (it wasn’t as simple as it sounds, it included 2 lay overs and a total travel time of about 24 hours), America yes but not the America I am familiar with.
Did you know that in Peach Tree City they drive golf carts like cars; they have paths along the roads specifically for the carts, shocking. Nadar took us to the grocery store in his golf cart and we saw some young kid with a tricked out golf cart complete with big tires and a paint job with flames.
I had my first meal of fast food on my second day back in America (I didn’t really want to eat fast food and haven’t had it since) and I was shocked by the size of a small drink, it wasn’t a small at all, it was a large in my point of view. If I ever go back to a fast food restaurant I will know to order in kids sizes because the adult sizes are quite ridicules.
I became completely aware of the fact that so many Americans are overweight; it was something that I knew but didn’t notice as much until now. It’s quite sad how many people are overweight in this country and even more sad how many children are already overweight. The other night I was driving with a friend and as we drove past a MacDonald’s I mentioned how there was a backed up line at the drive through, she said she never really notices. There were something like 8 cars in line for MacDonald’s at 9pm but the craziest part for me was that the drive through had two lines to order, seriously is that necessary, I guess.
You know, America isn’t a terrible place at all; it just isn’t all it’s cracked out to be.