The readers who said it wasn’t necessary to bring anything to the Dean’s home party were right. People weren’t bringing anything. I did bring sunflowers but they worked perfectly with N’s Ukrainian-themed clothes.
I found a small group of working-class people (support staff’s family members) and then I actually enjoyed myself. It’s really easy for me to relate to working class people. We have good, unstilted conversations with funny jokes. I was probably a diner waitress in my previous life.
And here’s why I love Americans. These good people were completely up-to-date about what’s happening in Ukraine. Hell, they had fresher information about Prigozhin’s shenanigans than I do. And some great new Wagner memes.
In Spain, people with fancy PhDs can’t discuss this stuff with as much enthusiasm and insight as a regular American truck driver or dollar store cashier. Americans are interested in stuff. And in people. I love Spain, obviously, but America has something really special.
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