Epilogue, Part 4: Swixas

When people learn that I moved from Switzerland to Texas, they're quick to comment on how different things must be for me. Going from the most gorgeous mountains in the world to an expanse so flat people say you can see the back of your head if you stand on a tin can, the geographical difference is undeniable. But after a month in Texas, my wife started pointing out the cultural similarities. Here are a few we've compiled:

Even though Texas is one of the United States and Switzerland is in the middle of Europe, they both have very autonomous attitudes towards everyone else around them. They're affiliated with their neighbors only by convenience.

Both Texas and Switzerland have flags that are iconic enough to set them apart from their neighbors.

Both have a high degree of pride in being an original citizen or not.. You're either Texan/Swiss or you're not. And you get bonus points for being multi-generational.

Between Stetsons and lederhosen, they both have a very iconic dress code (even if the general population doesn't participate).

Step into a Texas or a Swiss gift shop, and you'll see a lot of cow tsotchkes. They both like cattle; Texans eat them and the Swiss milk them.

Arguably, yelling "yee-haw" is a form of yodeling.

Texas has a lot of Mexican refugees. Switzerland has a lot of Portuguese refugees.

Texas gave the world Dr. Pepper. Switzerland gave us the Euro equivalent, Rivella.

See, I'm not the only one who sees the similarities.

Bakugan au combat!

This is why I love my Bakugan au Combat! blog. It's long-ceased to have a purpose, and really pretty dumb.

But every once in a while 50 people around the world suddenly decide to disagree.

What day is it?

I'm having the hardest time remembering if you put the month first or the day first in the US.

Is today 5/20/10 or 20/5/20?

I think it's the former.

Man, Europe really messed me up.

Epilogue, Part 3: Banner Cities

Graphically speaking, the cities I've called home have all had some pretty cool flags.

Epilogue, Part 2: Watches to Tacos

I've decided that taco restaurants are to Dallas what watch companies are to Geneva: Varied, ubiquitous and weakly branded despite being so awesome.

Epilogue, Part 1: Homecoming

Back in the USA.

Maybe the Last Post

Today, my family and I leave Switzerland.

I still have a few interesting things to write about. One or two of them I'd consider rather mind-blowing. I'll have to check my contract to see what the statute of limitations is on my confidentiality contract.

But maybe that's all just chewed down bone, and I've got more important things to focus on now.

If I don't get around to another post, thanks for reading. The Google Ads haven't been as lucrative as people make them seem. But this has still been lots of fun.

Cheers,

Greg