Bbucko, I can relate to what you wrote. After doing HS in Fla. and graduating from U of Fla, I moved back to Canada. Since then I've had 3 "careers" returned to the the first one, traveled all over and lived in 3 other countries.
I've had a couple of get togethers with the old gang. But all there is to talk about is old times. They see each other regularly, but from what I gather, they are still doing and talking about the the same old same old. Mind you, they are intelligent people, successful in their careers. But, for me, they haven't grown. They ask me about my life and what I am doing. But when I start to speak, their eyes glaze over and I think, "they really don't want to hear this". They find it hard to fathom why I would ever choose to live anywhere but in the USA. Canada was bad enough much less Italy, but the Middle-East? With Muslims? Allahallah, I must be crazy. Or from another planet. One couple came to visit in Italy and didn't like it. Things just weren't the same as "back home". My sex life is another thing I can't talk about with them. Anything other than one man, one women, as ye shall both shall be able to stand the sight of each other, is just perverted.
Having an adventurous life is scary for most people for some reason. Some react defensively to hearing first-hand experiences outside of their own. It's OK if it's on the Discovery Channel. But if it is a friend's life, they don't want to talk about it. It may be arrogant on my part, but I think there is some jealousy involved.
One fellow told me that I had changed too much and he thought I had an elitist attitude. Well fuck me, I try to tone it down, but sorry, it's not my fault your still busting tires in the shop you inherited from your dad. I'm going back to my vineyard in Amalfi and fuck my Austrian girlfriend. :tongue: