As a Brit in Canada, I’m asked the same question every time I get into a taxi.
It goes like this:
Taxi driver: “What part of Australia are you from?”
Me: (Struggles to remain polite, but being British and not Australian, succeeds) “Haha. I’m actually from London.”
Taxi driver: “Where do you like better, there or here?”
The phraseology of this question remains remarkably consistent – just as every waitress asks precisely ‘how the first few bites are tasting’ – as though all Canadians come with a script, and I’m still learning the lines (though ‘sorry’ was already second nature ‘buddy’ was new lingo for sure).
I never quite knew what to say to the question of which is better, Canada or England, because the answer is far too complex to discuss on an $8 cab ride.
Until I realised that the bare necessities of British and Canadian culture can be summed up by simply turning on the TV…