Living in a little town in West Yorkshire, I don't ever run into other Americans.
Yesterday I was leaving a pub in Market Rasen, Lincolnshire. When I pushed open the door, someone was pulling it open at the same time. I nearly fell into her. I said, "Oh, I'm so sorry!" She said, "No problem, hon." I said (the obvious), "Oh, you're American!" She said, "Yes, from Florida." I told her I was from PA. We chatted for a few minutes. Turned out she attended classes at the same university at which I did my undergraduate. Small world and all that, etc.
Meanwhile, my DH and two friends were waiting patiently. When I joined them, DH said, "It was like you were talking a completely different language." I said, "Now you know how *I* feel all the time!"
