When I lived there, it felt like a Black Friday shopping spree every time I went to a supermarket. Every place was crowded, nearly all the time. (An exception was about 3 or 4 AM. Sometimes I would go strolling then because the streets were so much less crowded at that time.)
This may be part of why so many Spielberg movies stand out in my mind, yet I'm not interested in the carbon-copy superhero movies that keep coming along.
The green Skittles were lime-flavored in the US, but when I bought a pack in Taiwan, the green ones were apple-flavored. Nobody in Taiwan believed me. And nobody there knew what a lime was.
It's quicker to drive on the interstate between Seattle and Portland than to take their over-priced train. Every time I drove it, I'd see the Amtrak just sitting there, next to the highway with people in it, while the cars kept on driving. I think it was waiting to let a more-important (freight) train pass.
(An exception was about 3 or 4 AM. Sometimes I would go strolling then because the streets were so much less crowded at that time.)