First impressions of America/Reverse culture shocks after 3 years

We are in America after a very long time - 3 years - of not being home. It's both fascinating and super freaky. I'll go into detail later but for now I want to share a quintessential American encounter.

Me, J, and my dad were standing in his front yard in rural Shelton. 

A car slowly rolled down the unpaved street, window down.

Seeing us, the driver stopped and shouted,

"Have y'all seen a couple of dogs around here?"

The accent was exactly as you'd expect. My first thought was to answer, "Did you look in TEXAS?"

Later J laughed about having been called "y'all" the first time in his life. He speculated, "If only one of us had seen his loose dogs, we'd must have answered no, cuz not "all" of us saw them."

Yah, right.

I don't know if my dad fully understood why we were falling over laughing; it could be that people roll by his house regularly looking for packs of their escaped dogs.

It was a great welcome to rural America.

Then we saw our first Walmart.......