When I lived in New Jersey years ago, Utah Latter-day Saints would sometimes move in and out of our ward, having come East for their educations.
It was a bit of a shock for some of them. A few commented on how, well, lax the New Jersey members seemed in our observance of things like the Sabbath and the Word of Wisdom.
Other transplants felt invigorated by being a tiny fraction of the population rather than part of a herd. I remember one sister commenting that she’d never had to stand firm in her own testimony until she moved away from Utah and was surrounded for the first time by people who did not believe as she did.