Last weekend, we decided to go camping, hiking, and generally adventuring in the Northern Cascades – part of the mountain range that goes from British Columbia through Washington, Oregon, and ending up in Northern California, and includes Mount St. Helens, Mount Ranier and Mount Baker (yes, I did check Wikipedia for the details).
Sometimes, something just sticks out at you as downright odd. Generally speaking, I would consider the American police more scary (for want of a better word) than the British or Irish police. For example, when we moved over we were advised that if pulled over, keep your hands on the wheel and don’t reach for your license etc without ok-ing it with the police first – they might think you’re going for a gun, and reach for theirs 😕
But then, wandering dowtown, you see something like this parked outside a Starbucks:
That’s . . I guess it’s a souped-up Segway. I’ve subsequently seen them zooming around, minding traffic. Doesn’t quite fit somehow.
Many small and random elements of my life here remind me that I live in AMERICA. I know that being aware of the country you’re living in should be (relatively) obvious on a daily basis, but Seattle is, after all, a city of counterculture. A few things that stick out for me – Continue reading “The land of the free. . .”