My favorite thing about the World Cup isn’t even the soccer. It’s watching our international guests discover America.
One woman from just discovered that the Amish are real. Not “real” as in a historical footnote. Real as in horse-and-buggy, no electricity, still-here-today real. She wrote the most wonderfully wholesome thread about it.
Then there are the people discovering Buc-ee’s for the first time. Honestly, I understand the reaction. The first time I walked into one, I lived in Texas and was still completely overwhelmed. You don’t “stop for gas” at Buc-ee’s. You enter a parallel dimension where there are 120 gas pumps, enough jerky to feed a small nation, and people leave with armloads of merchandise they never intended to buy.
Watching visitors discover Buc-ee’s, the Amish, county fairs, roadside attractions, and all the other uniquely American things has been unexpectedly hilarious, heartwarming, and fun. Sometimes it takes fresh eyes to remind us just how interesting this country really is. 🇺🇸