When I moved to Wisconsin I moved to the leading edge of the Central time zone. This meant that the days started earlier and they ended earlier, but it also meant that television was on a whole hour earlier! I loved having Letterman on at ten pm. Eleven o'clock shows on the weeknights are just too early for me.
Moving to Colorado proved to be the biggest shock. Not only is Boulder at the leading edge of the mountain time zone, but it's also the furthest south that I've ever lived. As winter fell away from the mountains, it would bring the sun to greet you at 4:30 in the morning. I was so confused my first year there, wonding how on earth the sun could be up at that hour. Crazy sun, go back to sleep. At least the Daily show was on at nine pm. I could get my dose of Jon Stewart and Stephen Clobert and hit the pillows by ten. The mountain time zone is great!