Back in early 70's I visited the U.S. and stayed with a U.S. family.
The family had a Chevy Parkwood station wagon, Lime green metallic, Green vinyl roof, fake wood side panels the whole Griswold thing.
I was quite fascinated by this, I was a bit of a motorhead but had never seen anything of this sort in Europe. I asked a lot about it, it had a 400 cubic inch V8, I did not know what that was in cc but later learned it was 6.5 Liters
I had driven a 1 ton van in the UK and that had a 2 liter engine, this was over 3 times bigger. I did not understand.
It had three row seating covered in about 1/2 and acre of green Naugahyde that smelt bad in the hot sun. the owner showed me how the seat had many servos that adjusted rake, height, reach etc. He boasted that he could get an 8x4 sheet of ply in the back AND close the tailgate! My thoughts were "Why would you do that?"
He was very proud of the car, but honestly, I didn't get it.
One night I was told we were going to a Drive in movie, I asked what the film was, but it seemed nobody was really sure?
When we set off for the movie, 4 other kids from the neighborhood joined us, some with sleeping bags??
At the movie three of the kids climbed on the car roof with there sleeping bags, others kept coming and going buying food etc. everyone was talking, and I was getting a bit up tight because I could not follow the movie.
But then it dawned on me that the movie was real garbage (as far as the story was concerned) and it did not matter if you missed scenes or not.
I was very confused, I did not understand.
The thing is, I did not understand the CULTURE, I saw the world through the eyes of someone from the UK and many things did not make sense.
He thought our cars were 'Dinky' (his words) and (i think) assumed we drove Small cars because we could not afford Big cars (something that kind of offended me)
I guess HE did not understand OUR culture either