Telling someone you are from Austria can lead to one of three responses:
Seeing the name of a Viennese culinary icon on a triangular-shaped edifice of a fast food joint for the first time can be shocking. Even more disturbing is the fact that what they are selling does not relate in any way to a breaded, deep fried veal cutlet, usually served with potato salad.
Austria has a speed limit of 130km/h (roughly 80 mph) on highways and neighboring Germany is known for no speed limit altogether. Driving on US highways therefore requires some restraint to avoid being flagged down by the type of highway patrol officer you have only seen on the movie screen before.
Inquiring about someone’s wellbeing in Austria is an honest question demanding an honest answer. You learn quickly that in the US, nobody really cares how you feel. Hold on, let me take that back. People might care, but they wouldn’t necessarily tell you that in an answer to this common conversation opener. You have to adjust to the fact that this is more to make it easier for people to get some small talk started rather than being actually interested in your emotional state in that very moment. Deal with it.
Vienna has five underground lines, 29 tram and 90 bus lines, meaning that even people living in the outskirts of this 1.8 million metropolis can get to where they want to go in a duration competitive with driving. With a few notable exceptions (like New York City, DC, and Chicago), public infrastructure in the US is abysmal. Should public transport offerings exist in a given area, then they are characterized by a patchwork of bus lines, light rail, and metro lines, requiring travelers to switch from one mode of transport to another multiple times to get to their destination, doubling or tripling travel time in some cases. Surviving without a car in the US is a daring challenge.
Well, at least in the big metropolitan areas and especially if you are willing to venture into different ethnic enclaves, like Chinatown. The choice of culinary options is astonishing and one can find anything from Afghan to Thai and not be tied to patties of ground meat in a sliced bun.
In Austria, one usually starts out his career at any given company with 25 days of annual paid time off. And let’s not forget the 13 public holidays in Austria. At the two previous companies I worked at in the US, I would have reached that annual allowance after approximately ten years of service. Ten. That is still much better than the meager two weeks that folks usually need to get by with in the States.