When I get back from trips to Europe, I always get really down on America for a little while.  The Coke has high-fructose corn syrup, nothing is properly old or historic, everyone’s clothes are bad, and the weather is TERRIBLE.  This feeling could indicate one or more of the following things:

1. I should stop taking trips to Europe in the hopes that I’ll forget how much I like it.

2. I should just move to Europe already.  London, or maybe Amsterdam.

3. My love of Europe is skewed because I don’t go there very often, and because almost every time I’m there I’m on vacation.  If I moved there, I wouldn’t like it as much as I do on vacation.

4. I should move to a more Europe-like area of the U.S., like Portland or Seattle or something.