America, I Miss You Today is my third day in Russia, and I still can't adapt to the local time and life. It sounds ridiculous , but I feel strange being in my native country. Everything seems to be okay, but things which were so common and simple now look like wrong and boring. I feel strange even in a grocery store. A set of food one can find in the American store is quite different from the Russian one. Americans eat lots of sea food, they use a huge number of various sauces and dressings. Dairy products compete there with different vegetable milks - almond, coconut and some others. I even drank pea milk which wasn't very tasty, but my curiosity was satisfied. Mexican cuisine is also widely represented in stores and markets. I tried guacamole and taco - the last one I cooked by myself. Every store offers at least several sorts of salsa and tortillas. Tropical fruits are also represented much wider than in Russian stores. People in the U.S. prefer driving to any other way of moving. Youngsters start driving much earlier than ours. To be honest, I should say that public transportation looks much better in Russia. There's a wider range of it, and our metro, at least in Saint-Petersburg, indeed looks nicer and cleaner. I probably miss the U.S. It will take time for me to admit that my trip is over.