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I used to think Romania and Transylvania were one and the same. All of Romania was apparently Transylvania, and they had a booming movie industry. I thought it was the same country that went by two different names.
When I was about 5, my father told me that while it was night time in Spain (where we're from), it was daytime in Japan, and vice versa. I thought that was impossible!
I used to think that gunpoint was a place as well. I also used to think that the Everglades was a place that smelled really good because it had the word "Glade" in it
When I was younger, my father travelled a lot. He once told me that he was going to Blackpool. I thought that it was a pool that had got so dirty that the water had turned black and because nobody wanted to clean it, they made it a tourist attraction.
For years, I was convinced that the Taj Mahal was the Tajma Hall - which, from my point of view, made perfect sense. City hall. Radio City Music Hall. Baseball Hall of Fame. I've known better for decades, but it will still always be the Tajma Hall in my head.
I used to think that Albania and Alabama were the same place.
I grew up on the Georgia coast and whenever my family took me to the beach I thought if you looked really hard for long enough, you could see Africa across the Atlantic Ocean. I knew the world was round and not flat but still thought it was close enough to see across the ocean.
I believe that here in Brazil excavated, excavated and excavated the earth was possible to reach Paris, Japan or elsewhere across the world.
I used to have a map of the United States, and each state had its own color. I used to believe Minnesota was hot because it was shown as red on the map. This was supported by Florida being green. I lived there, and it seemed to have a lot of trees...
when I was 7, I used to believe different countries have different down floor & people might walk on wall or side surface of home... meanwhile gravity would pull things from anywhere to any direction depends upon geographical situation of country!
There's a city in California called Lompoc.I thought it was pronounced lawn-poke.when I was 7 we went on a car trip and stopped in lompoc for lunch.As chance would have it we drove bya lawn that was being airated(sp?) You know when they punch holes and there are little plugs of turf lying around. I saw it and thought ,"aha! Thats why its called Lawn-poke!" It made plenty of sense.When I told my mom she cracked up and I couldn't figure oht what was so funny.what a coincidence!
When I was a child, I believed that Mount Rushmore was a natural phenomenon. Somehow God or Nature had carved the heads of Washington, Jefferson, Teddy Roosevelt, and Lincoln into the cliff in South Dakota at the beginning of time, and when our country was born, the prophesy began to be fulfilled. Not sure when I realized this was not the case, but I think I was probably a teenager.
I lived on a dead end street with a group of trees at the very end. I thought that if I went behind the trees I would be in China.
I used to think that each country was on a separate planet. And that there were a LOT of country-planets, ....like 6 or so.
I was well into my teens before I realized that Pearl Harbor wasn't in California.
I used to believe that Florida was up in the clouds and that's why we had to take a plane to get there.
Whenever we saw something that said "Made In USA" our dad told us that "Yoosa" (USA) was an island in the Pacific.
I grew up in California. I used to think that "Out West" was a region in the middle of the country, where the "Wild West" happened. Past that, was "Back East" which was obviously the east coast. California couldn't possibly be more west of west because things got wilder the more west you went, and my life involved absolutely zero train heists or saloon shoot-outs.
I used to believe that everyone had a twin somewhere in the world living the same exact life you were living, since there just seemed to be too many people for the amount of personalities.
My grandmother was born in Transylvania. When I was young and she told me stories about life there, I used to think that that was a state next to Pennsylvania!