I think life in America is way too boring and predictable.
Don't believe me? Then please... direct me to a church in the states where a lizard might accidentally fall from the ceiling and land on my head. Or where might I go where the lake flies are so thick I'll be gagging as I walk to church? And please direct me to the outdoor cinema where I can watch the Jesus film while dodging swooping bats.
...I'm not kidding. All those things happened to me Christmas weekend. The lizard was the most exciting. He landed on my head and jumped off so fast I never even saw him... but I can still feel his claws on my forehead. Blahhh!