It was wonderful. So as not to completely threadjack, I promise I’ll bring this back around to the subject at hand. Anyway — I had a stimulating conversation with a bunch of underage students who were in a bar celebrating their teacher’s birthday. I bought her a drink and all of a sudden they thought I was cool. I quickly assumed the role of the American stereotype breaker. “No, not all women in America are blonde with big plastic boobs. No, not every American owns a gun. No, we don’t all watch baseball. No, we don’t still call black people ni***rs.” They were genuinely curious about these things.
But here’s the best: They asked me if it is difficult to get a flying license in the USA. Seriously, they wanted to know. I think they were just amazed that 9-11 happened and were wondering how. They assumed that anyone could just climb into a plane and fly it anywhere. We are, after all, the land of the free, right? Apparently it’s very difficult to get a flying license in Spain.
I’m still waiting to hear from the FBI/CIA on that one. Especially after what happened today.
