09 December 2009

a socio-anthropological analysis of small-town iowa

  • the flight in was fine, aside from a crazy stewardess and the people in front of us being escorted off by police.  as for the flight back.. i don't want to talk about it.
  • half of the population is extremely nice.  the other half seems to be well-versed in the 'we don't take kindly ta yer kind' slow turn and stare.
  • dude.  the drinks are so cheap.  a round of four gin & tonics came to $8.  after frequenting places like anvil here in houston my brain can't comprehend that kind of math.  also, we played ping pong in a bar that was previously a meat locker.
  • fun fact: i don't ever match my socks.  (i can't be bothered.)  this became painfully apparent and a frequent topic of conversation for the ENTIRE family when we arrived and were instructed to take our shoes off in the house because of the new carpet.  GOOD ONE.
  • there is a blarney stone in the town square.  here's hoping for good luck.
 
i will guarantee you that within 24 hours, the entire town knew that there was some crazy tourist chick out taking pictures on main street.
  • most of the businesses are two-in-one.  for example, there's the motel/laundromat and a coffee shop that also does furniture restoration and sells wood carving tools.  perhaps not the best idea to be whittling while you have the caffeine shakes?
  • my first ever black friday shopping experience took place at true value hardware.
  • the accent is very slight.  disappointment!
  • sean's dad built an exact replica of the little house on the prairie in their backyard.   it's impressive. 


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