Felt better, Maud, though when she called my first thought was "something's happened to Grandma" since we usually plan when we're going to speak. (Grandma's fine, by the way.)
Well, for one thing, Americans are WAY more demonstrative in their patriotism. Way more. Lots of military uniform (to be expected, given where we were) but it was rare to see someone not in a red/white/blue combination or wearing a flag of some sort. And I heard several times which gets drug out during patriotic holidays and major events (like 9/11 anniversaries).
One thing Americans aren't necessarily good at/known for but the British are is queueing. Even my mom said how good Brits are at it. SB and I were waiting in line for the elephants. We were the first people and were standing on the bottom step. Gradually all of the other children going on at the same time got on the step or further up and when the gate was opened they all pushed and ran past. Even the woman running the ride said "You better run and grab and elephant or this lot will get them all and you've been waiting patiently." SB couldn't quite understand why these other children who were after him (we had been the only people waiting in the queue for a few minutes since the ride was full/hadn't started when we got there) pushed in front when he was "doing the right thing, Mommy, and waiting. I want that elephant, Mommy!"
We also seem to be louder than the average Brit. I know I can be loud but a lot of people think I'm a mouse. I'm not saying everyone there was because that would be tarring everyone with the same brush but there were some that I did think "my goodness, turn down the volume!"
As for food, I do know there are some faddy diets but there are just as many here. In fact the only person I know who has a real food issue is my crazy BiL, the one here that I moan about regularly. He's British.
SB has decided he like to go back (to the Fourth of July celebrations at the base) again next year.