Language can be a separation, even here in the states... For instance, when I was in NH last summer, it took me a good week or two before I was able to decipher the Boston/New England accent to a point where I could hold normal conversations without seeming totally stupid.
The first time I went to Shaw's and the lady asked me if I wanted a carriage for my groceries, I stared like I was on a different planet.
(We usually call them shopping carts here in the NW)
