Well, looking back on my childhood, we had some rules that I'm sure were completely normal to us, but would be seen as a little strange to someone else. And some of them were probably normal, like: eat everything on your plate, chores done before 5:00 p.m., no boys in the house, simple stuff.
When you get in, you'll immediately be lost and have no idea where to go. So what you should do is stand and look at the different colored elevator codes for about five minutes until a nice elderly volunteer points you where you should go. Check in with the nice lady with the scraggly hands and she'll know everything about your life in about two seconds.
And, do you HAVE to go through the parking lot at 50 miles an hour? I know you just bought a carton of Rocky Road, but you don't need to peel out of there so fast you leave a cartoon smoke cloud behind.