I’m still adjusting to my new environment. But no matter how different it is, there are always little things that indicate at least a bit of common ground.

Things that reminds me that I’m not alone. And maybe we can get along. Like a bar that serves good beer. Or a bar that plays the Dolphins on Sunday. Or a bar.

As the title of this suggests, it can occasionally feel like I’m in a different country altogether. But then I’ll see a piece of street art like the photo below and I’m reassured that even though they mostly listen to country music around these parts, they’ve at least seensome of the same movies I grew up with.