Back from the Mission Field: Reverse Culture Shock
When I joined a study abroad program in college, I left America
and never looked back. I donned the Spanish name “Pepe”, and stayed out
at flamenco bars until sunrise. I ate every type of chorizo I could
find. I went on weekend trips to Lisbon, Madrid, Barcelona, and Rome. I started drinking coffee. I was a Spaniard through and through.
I never struggled with culture shock. I acclimated immediately. What I never expected, however, was the jolting experience I would have when returning to my own native culture.
In the book Culture Shock! (recommended reading for all...