Anyone who knows me personally knows that my heart does not bleed Britain.
I am not a Doctor Who fan, I choose hot chocolate over tea, and I wouldn’t be caught dead having fish with my chips. Instead, I like my food in large quantities and preferably flame grilled.
I must have been from Northern America in another life, and therefore think it's high time I move back to my true homeland.
Here are just 5 reasons why North America does it better:
American Television Dramas
I like my day with a side-order of True Blood, or Grey’s Anatomy, or LOST. I just can’t help but function better after some melodramatic scene which inevitably leaves me in tears, or a twisted mystery that celebrates the Star Spangled Banner. Go on, judge me.
The Transport System
Now I’m not just about America, after spending some time in Vancouver, Canada last year, I can safely say that my home is in those Rocky Mountains. For one, they have an Honour System on their transportation. That’s right, folks, they trust you to buy a ticket. I know, mind blowing. Imagine how that would go down in London?
I think food has a lot to do with my Northern American soul. Mashed potato from a 7-11 Slurpee machine? With gravy? Now that’s something I can get behind. The KFC Double Down, two boneless chicken breasts sandwiching bacon and cheese, who could resist? I definitely think that those Americans have it going on - and I don’t mean morbid obesity.
There’s just so much bloody variety in America. It’s so multicultural and there is literally every different kind of terrain. I grew up on an Island, man. I’m all about different places and different spaces. Everything just seems so much more exciting in Canada and America.
DUH! I don’t care where you’re from it simply must be a lie to say you grew up without seeing any Disney films. As a child they were my be all and end all, I wore several video, yes video tapes out in the end through overuse: I just had to see Wendy walk the plank with no splash over and over again. We can take our hats off to the US for that magic.
It’s not that I don’t love my country, I do. Especially during the Olympic Games, I’ve never been so proud to be a Brit. I have just always felt like there’s more out there. I grew up in a village with a lot of physical space but not a lot of mental space. Maybe I’m a just little claustrophobic. It’s a big, wide world out there.
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