In good ol eccentric USA, I could easily ignore the two old ladies in NYC that wanted to hit me with their walking sticks
In the USA there is eccentric enjoyment everywhere; One of the old ladies wanted to hit everyone on the bus…. Adverts urge us to send our precious child to a Christian college right next to it is signage for the next big gun exhibition. As an eccentric Aussie who takes a mouthorgan while travelling the world, what do I care about the height of luxury? Nothing at all. I want to remember the USA for the quirky and eccentric stuff, not the big monuments. I care less for the grand Statue of Liberty than for jamming with a keyboard player in the NYC underground. Two funny old grey people, continents apart, who spoke the language of Moon River. As Moon River wafted down the railroad track commuters were inspired to give money (not to myself) but to this deserving New York Musician Now back to the highly revered Las Vegas where our room didn’t have a coffee pot, but neither did anyone else’s room, and we didn’t care. (the wife did a bit). We knew we wouldn’t get a decent flat white for three