See, here is just one cultural distinction of many between my country and the one I am currently in.
Today I went cycling through the streets and shores of Milford Connecticut. The sun shining. The wind blowing. My civil liberties firmly kept under my cap.
In Australia we are oppressively kept down by the authoritarian man and forced to wear cycling helmets. Here in the U.S. it is purely suggestionary. The Man ain’t gonna keep these people down. The Man is gonna let their hair blow in the wind. The Man is gonna let me choose to ride and split my head open or crush it like a new season watermelon all at my own cost. (Methinks this may be a health insurance scam!)
But I have to admit. It did feel just a little naughty.