So basically, this is one of my secret fears for my kids -- that they will be that awkward city kids when they get to my "turf."
And as Murphy's law said "Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong." The thing I fear most is happening to me. I kinda have kids who perfectly fits the city kids stereotype. What can you expect when their father is also one.
So city kids be like:
I will bring all my thingmajigs Just in case, something goes wrong in this 5-minute adventure.
Oh look, goat, chicken, cow! I'm seeing them in real life, and not in heyday!