I have some national pride, usually about small things that I know my country cares overly much about and some cultural quirks I care about (how to serve coffee, the structure of a conversation, obscure literary references and so on).

I have some patriotism, as in: I want my country to be the best version of itself it can be. Keeping the good parts (not many) and evolving the rest.

Then, I am very cynical, so the little patriotism is submerge by a distant distaste and expectation of everything to fuck up.

(European here)

As others have said, I find it more common when I am traveling short term than when I move from a place to another.

I think part of it is that moving has a strong emotional impact, so I am unlikely to forget about that in my wake time. But my dreams are often set in my hometown, where I haven’t lived in almost 20 years… the brain is weird!