1. Nobody's working, anywhere! Besides all the obscenely obese people, this was the first thing I noticed. On arrival in the airport in Chicago, I was blown away by the fact that there are only 2 people behind the service counters, trying frantically to do the job that would be done by 20 people in HK. Same thing in grocery stores: with all the automated checkout and various other ways to save money by reducing payroll, grocery stores have vastly fewer employees per square meter than they do in HK. Restaurants are perhaps the most noticeable example of this: in the US, there will be one or two servers working their asses off constantly making sure that their 20 tables are happy, refilling water glasses without being asked and just generally paying attention to their customers. In HK, the ratio is reversed: 20 servers are seemingly dedicated to each table, yet they still manage not to notice when a customer sits down and are completely oblivious to the needs of the people it is supposedly their job to attend to. I've heard that the ridiculous number of people employed in the service industry is the result of tax incentives the HK government gives for hiring more workers, yet Obama passed several such incentives as part of the stimulus, and still US businesses would rather work their employees to the bone than hire even one more.
2. People can see me! Yea! I know it sounds strange, but outside of the Chinese world, people pay attention to the existence of others. I had forgotten how much I missed that.

In HK, space is expensive and people are cheap. In the USA, people are expensive (particularly due to insane health care costs), and space is cheap.
After three weeks in the good old US of A, I'm well rested, and somewhat recovered from the hostile environment I had grown accustomed to. In three weeks, I got soft (in the brain and in the belly). Time to build up my urban calluses again.
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