You know you're in France when all the shutters on all the houses everywhere are shut 100% of the time. (It looks so inviting!)
You know you're in Paris when the waiter asks if it isn't time to get moving.
You know you're in Belgium the moment you start seeing grass growing on the highway. (Just drive into that country from any side and you'll see.)
You know you're in Holland when coffeeshops don't sell coffee. (Except for that one Starbucks, if it wasn't shut down already.)
You know you're in Amsterdam when shopkeepers talk to you in German, English, French, Maroccan, Turkish and Polish and stop to readjust the moment you start a sentence in Dutch.
You know you're in Amsterdam when you come across a Condomerie.
You know you're in America when everything comes with cheese.
You know you're in France when you're ordering a Royale with cheese.