It's observing people in the clubs to see if wining, grinding and back-back are acceptable forms of dance. It's realising that soups and salads aren't meals by themselves, that "Radical" means anything but a fashion brand, and that "rotary" is not a phone but a roundabout. It's trying not to appear like a total foreigner, but remembering that that's exactly what you are. There are so many Trinis living abroad, that it seems adaptation is easy. Yet in all these tiny ways it is not. A simple thing like having to buy winter boots to wear just a few days out of the entire year, and I can't seem to grasp the concept. I'd quicker eat Chinese-style frog.