Stranger in a Strange Land – Introduction

Have you ever traveled to another country—where you didn’t speak the language, couldn’t read the street signs, were reluctant to try some of the food, were perplexed by some of the customs and astonished by the beliefs yet fascinated by the small differences between the country of your familiar and the one you were visiting?

That’s how I feel after moving from the Land of Lincoln to the Bluegrass State.

Some of the differences delight me; others make it doubtful I’ll remain here. I’ve kept a list over the last few months of observations I wanted to share with you, and now it’s grown so long that I can’t possibly cover everything in a post or two.

So instead, let’s make this a series. Every time you see the title “Stranger in a Strange Land” you’ll know what’s coming next.