I often feel that way about American things abroad. Although, I admit to stopping into a Hard Rock cafe in London and in Rome to get my friend a teddy bear because she collects them. I did not eat at them.
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okay, I kinda wanted to try a MacDonalds in another country too, just to see what it was like.
When we were in the Frankfurt airport for seven hours, we found a McDonald's, and I recall their having some very strange sauces. It's definitely worth checking out, for kicks.
When I was in Greece I had an American couple ask me directions to the nearest McDonalds so they "could get a decent cup of coffee".
When I was in Egypt, I was for the most part on board with the cultural differences. There was one day, however, after a distinctly unpleasant experince with a shopkeeper when I snapped and walked for half an hour to find a Maccas for lunch, just so I'd know what to expect. (I figured I'd find one in the vicinity of the American University.)
In college we had mcdonalds when in Scotland--but only the apple pies. Because (a) apple pie and icecream was 99p, and more importantly (b) they're still fried not baked there! Here I just eat them at checkers (sigh, none around here)
My brother tells of being excited to find a place that served tacos in Dublin only to find they were sloppy joes on pita.
We ate at McDonalds in London all the time. Where else you gonna get a burger?
I had a friend I went to Jamaica with who wouldn't eat the free Jamaican food right in front of him, preferring to travel and buy a burger or a steak rather than try new food.
Him, I judged. You're a university student. Be cheap, be adventurous.
I can understand wanting someplace familar on occasion but ... coffee? in Italy? eesh
now I want curried goat.
There was one day, however, after a distinctly unpleasant experince with a shopkeeper when I snapped and walked for half an hour to find a Maccas for lunch
I had to Google that.
That is what Australian's call the giant golden arches conglomerate (McDonalds) that invaded our country like all other developed nation in the world.
We ate at McDonalds in London all the time. Where else you gonna get a burger?
Wimpy!