In a post a couple of weeks ago I shared my experience with the cultural adjustment process and its four stages, one of which is the culture shock. I think I’ve been quite lucky as I haven’t had the taste of a culture shock while living in the UK. However, whenever I’ve had the chance to go back home to Latvia, I have experienced a thing called reverse culture shock. What kind of beast is that?
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