You know you're not in Central Europe anymore..

• when you have to stop on your way to town, because you just noticed a tarantula tried to hitch a ride in your bicycle basket.
• when the neighbours bring a shocked but alive cow by boat, because they want to sell some meat tomorrow. (The leftovers are free for dogs.)
• when everyone is eating off plastic plates, drinking out of plastic glasses, and don't even think about complaining. (I still do. This is terrible.)
• when you automatically shake your clothes and boots and even your sandals before you put them on, because there might be scorpions.
• when you develop your own Zen strategies to deal with bites from mosquitos, sandflies, and other vampiric insects, because scratching would soon strip you of all of your flesh.
• when total strangers will invite you for dinner, and give you a place to sleep, because you've missed the last bus/boat/plane in some deserted place.
• when you fascinatedly start watching common garden pests, because for you they are exotic animals seen only in a zoo back home (this spells "Leafcutter ant", those ruthless brutes!)
• when everyone around you not only thinks it's acceptable to play ''Bailando" twice before breakfast, but it's even convinced that this is a highly refined taste in music. 
• when it's considered normal to take a shortcut across the local airfield to go home, and no-one even thinks it's odd that you also transport 3 meter long bamboo sticks on your bike while you do.

More suggestions are welcome. :)