Culture Shock

Unfortunately, I (NEO) am in the throws of Culture Shock - Phase II (Phase I is the honeymoon period which is really quite nice). Phase II is anger and denial - I don't understand why all the digital clocks have to show 17:00 when it's really 5:00. I don't understand why I have to walk (meters) in the COLD (Celsius) if I want to go anywhere (unless I use the car and need gas - KPH/liters). I don't understand why I have to know 3 conversions rates (EURO, CHF, USD) just to go to the store. I don’t understand why our new 70 CHF light has 3, 40 watt bulbs in it and I can’t see well enough to even turn it off. I don't understand why I cannot watch a simple TV show, listen to the radio, read directions on the box of macaroni, or talk with people - IN ENGLISH. I've been doing all of these things for YEARS and now I can't seem to do anything. Phase III is acceptance - I hope it's coming sooner than later. Robert is well into phase CCLIX - I love everything about this place and can’t get enough of it. The things that really make me smile are the small dogs wearing cute little sweaters, kids all bundled up Bob-Gregory-style, my office - a HUGE cube farm - that looks like a forest because there are so many trees in it, the hot water pot Robert got me for xmas so I could have coffee (Sanka) at my desk, the guy from the moving company whose name is pronounced “Burnt Kanittle’, the way we call every cool, old town that is 45 minutes from Basel ‘Shelbyville’, and the never-ending search for Magnum Ice Cream bars EVERYWHERE we go.