What does it say about me that having had the opportunity to spend the past year in a beautiful foreign country full of interesting archeological sites, gorgeous beaches, delicious healthful food and colorful people, the happiest moment I've experienced has been a temporary homecoming to my own bed, my old Cuisinart coffee pot and some sorely missed American pop culture? I may have even hummed a few bars of God Bless America with the touch down on American soil. And what's American Pop Culture without a nice shiny and new materialistic acquisition? These things cost double overseas, people.
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