Wooden houses

An acquaintance of mine told me this story: “We came to America at night; it was dark when we arrived, so we didn’t really see much. The next day, I got up, went out on the balcony, and after looking around a bit, I shouted to my wife with astonishment: – Daro, my God, all the houses here are made of wood!!”. I then asked him if he had ever seen an American movie before (he was older than me, so I’m sure he had).