Sunday, 21 October 2007
The Wauk
I just returned from a short trip to Milwaukee. One might say that Boston is objectively more exciting, but I found paradise in The Wauk. From the moment I got off the plane, it was clear I had entered a new planet: people looked me in the eye and smiled, asked if I needed help, and wished me a nice day in a way that sounded authentic. On Friday evening, someone stopped me on the street to tell me that they liked my outfit. On Saturday, a cab driver turned off his meter to show my friend and I around the city, and then drove me to the airport. As I got back on the plane to head home, I wondered what it was that helped create this personable paradise: was it the cold weather? the Germanic heritage? all that beer? Who knows. Now that I'm back, I continue to hold onto the memories. But no one has yet complimented me on my outfit.
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it sounds like if you were a European on holidays in the US :-) Are you sure that it's not "smiling effect" I just described three posts ago? I mean, Boston seemed to me exactly like this when I was there - maybe I would have changed my mind if I had stayed there longer?
It's definitely the beer. And I love your outfit! Please just post some photos ;-)
It sounds just like my Greek experiences. You feel home, you feel welcomed. Once we got a bunch of bananas from a cab driver...
I used to think that it has something to do with the size and density of the local population. The well-controlled aggression level which comes with living in crowded places...
Second thought, it might be a random event which happens to some places.
My brother used to work on big ships. He told there were hard working as well as lazy ships. The ships remained to be this or the other way for decades in spite of the fact that the crew changed frequently. The attribute belonged to the ship, not to the people. If the hard-working crew ended up on the lazy ship next year, they became lazy. Miraculously, it worked the other way around too.
i like the story about the ship!
It would explain Hungary as it is :-)
... a great, lazy old ship deriving in the middle of no sea?
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