So… I mentioned previously that I’ve been having a tough time explaining the culture shock I’ve been feeling, that the way I describe it hasn’t made sense to people. So it’s time for a metaphor.
Let’s pretend that in your brain is a little table that holds all your basic expectations about what the world outside your door is like. Culture shock is when the expectations in those little table cells don’t match how the world outside is. The shock continues until you’re able to replace the contents of the table with things that accurately reflect the world around you.
Not perfect, but better explanation than I’ve given up to now.
Originally posted on xuhoch.vox.com