Cultural Fatigue is when an adjustment is made to adapt to another culture, when there becomes too many we become fatigued and need to rest.
Example: People in the USA do not cut the line at the Super Market, Bank or in the Restaurant. While here in West Africa they do it continuously.
I say to myself,
"I must accept this is not the USA."
After saying this 30 times, I am mentally fatigued because my brain had to process and think about something that is not normally thought about. It is a disruption to the mind, a disharmony and the reason people stay in one place, or live in a Five Star Hotel or Buy a Car, to limit the need to interact and compromise or think. I just go slower or hide in my room, limiting the amount of crazy per day.
Hard to say it is crazy, but it is crazy here sometimes, it is often like trying to predict what children will do next.
Something similar to your "cultural fatique" description i included on of my travel tips for the Philippines which could be applied in many countries #6
6. ) Forget about the 2 words "WHY" and "SHOULD" or you get constant headache trying to understand why things happen like they do in places outside your own country, especially the Philippines. Acceptance is the preferable attitude. There are too many things for you to
question, so it's better for you not to start. So just relax and enjoy the positive aspects of living in the Philippines with a sense of humor.
Questioning the events, actions and behavior starts off a few times a day but seems to escalate to 20 to 30 times a day which becomes the "headache" zone. I have found myself burst out laughing in public in situations which would have caused me to bitch and complain verbally in my late 30s and early 40s. I don't know which seems more weird to the locals or foreigners around me though, guess laughing makes them think I'm a bit "touched" mentally and bitching makes me an uptight white dude or just a plain a- -hole.
The blonde ex-date of yours was a drop dead gorgeous female and it's too bad she passed away so young. Sometimes when women are too attractive they can't help but have character or personality flaws especially when it comes to their thresh hold for discomfort. The slightest annoyances or inconveniences can RUIN their day and they are not use to dealing with such problems as somebody nearby is always willing to lend them a hand, do them a favor or provide them an escape.
I hid out in my apartment in El Salvador pretty much with the Christmas Madness, heavy traffic, people talking on cell phones, running red lights, angry, butting ahead of me in line, ME first. I am retired I got all day, go ahead. The days before and during New Years turned out to be worse, just about everyone disappeared and all my friends were spending time at home with families or working, doing what they do.
New Years, despite a lot of errands is pretty good, I am active again, daytime cable tv sucks and the Internet gets boring to me after 3 hours pounding on the laptop, I am a New Yorker and proud to say it, used to walking and talking to people and knowing how, I am a cosmopolitan and El Salvador around me has changed, now, in my opinion and others, far safer and friendlier than neighboring Guatemala where I lived for several years, this is home, but after my necessary 3 week jaunt to the USA, ready to travel a bit in South America, Colombia, Ecuador and Peru, a few hours on a plane each way, then buses and more buses, some good friends, a girl friend, no romance, in Lima, I know how to make women laugh, I ignore them when they get testy and if they leave, theres always another woman around the corner. My Mother was a Holocaust Survivor and my Dad was honest and hard working but had a lot of issues as did I when I was a kid, be grateful, real grateful you have functional parents that support and understand you, 2011 is year to be grateful and turn my back on negative people, just about out of FB. Today I got a sad e mail from an ex pat friend in Phillipines, one of his wifes young nephews, a teenager, got a new moto for Christmas, the other day the kid hit and injured an older woman, the family in a rage came out and beat the child to death with a rock, now people are in jail and neighbor is pitted against neighbor, stone age people.Find them here and I avoid em. And finally I am grateful my Mother and Sister gave me support when I needed it some few years ago. I miss most of all 'kvetching' (look it up) with my Mom, she despised the Puritanism in the States, she was happy at the end of her life at 90 in 2009 that I was living down here whwere I want to be and content. Rest. Stress kills. Enjoy your private time with your Cote D'Ivoire Princess.
"what was the relevance of mentioning Pamela Jean Bryant, and posting a picture of her, in your account of your travels in Africa?"
When writing something, it is easier for readers to compare and make an opinion than to just trust me. If I say, Cynthia is one of the most beautiful girls I have even date, and I show maybe one of the more beautiful girls photos, you can get an idea of the level.
I am comparing Cynthia to Pamela Jean Bryant, and I am sure that Cynthia is much prettier.
Life is a comparison.
However, this is always a headache, travel is real life, not just a country, a journal is what I am thinking about, not focused articles. I truly must frame every opinion around something an American can empathize with.
If I compare Cote d'Ivoire girls to Ghana girls, the reader is lost, but to compare a Cote d'Ivoire girl to real USA girls gives an American reader a sense of reference.
Writing about Africa is a great way to get people angry, but to explain that I met a girl in Africa that is more beautiful than one of the exclaimed beautys of the USA.
The truth is Pamela is pretty, but not as pretty as she is promoted, while Cynthia at here worst is always incredibly beautiful naturally.
The beautiful women of West Africa is one of the best reason any man should come to here to visit. The tourist attractions suck, the culture is primitive that turns off 99 percent of tourist, but the women are in the top 2 percent on the planet, and Christian and friendly.
Love is the subliminal reason for travel, the subconscious motivations that fuels the travel business. The search for beauty is the number one reason people travel, and I am trying to explain, West Africa is a great place to search for Beautiful people.
If I wanted tourist attractions, I would go to Paris.