"How about... New England!"
"Great idea!"
It's a little disconcerting wondering around this different land and finding Worcester, Northampton and, most strikingly, Portsmouth. It's bad enough that there's one of these dire places, never mind two.
Wondering around Boston we found a fully dressed Pilgrim with real sideburns. That's dedication to his job calling. And there is the Cheers bar - where everybody knows your name... or is too rushed to bring you your burger but I don't think David Angell could fit that in the lyrics.
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| *Clinks glass, 'Cheers' - *face palm. |
Cars are all big. They just don't do hatchbacks. Going from driving a 206 to some mammoth saloon is a bit of a shock for this little Englander, and that's not to mention the free-for-all that ensues at any cross roads.
You don't carry an insurance history out here - so who cares if you smash up somebodies Chevvy wildly pulling out of a junction?
Fashion
Caps, they love caps. But the most amazing thing about the whole she-bang is that they have no concept of what footwear is appropriate with what attire. There was a woman wondering around in a beat up pair of Nike Shocks with a full suit on the way to a business meeting.
Different.
Sugar Rush
Everything is an E-number. For breakfast you have, admittedly amongst other things, Fruit Loops - E-numbers and sugar with milk - or these gargantuan waffles with whipped cream, syrup and whatever toppings you can find. I think I nearly developed diabetes by looking at this one guy, who we've called 'Tank', demolishing a waffle 'creation'.
More to follow...
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