Another Angry Town Moment
Well, it took us all of five minutes to be back on the ground in Boston to get the full flavor of what it's like to live here in Boston. We missed our connection last night in Memphis, so when our Northwest flight landed this early afternoon at Logan we made our way to NW's baggage claim office. I picked up my bag off the floor of the tiny office and headed out the door when a tour guide from Collette Vacations barged in right, pushing past me as if I wasn't even there.
No big deal, I know. At least around here it isn't. But we just came from spending five days in a city--Austin, and for a lot of people around here that's in Texas and yes, that's also in the United States--where people were so polite, so friendly, so accommodating, that it makes you achingly aware of just how rude people are to each other around here.
We were just in a city where total strangers talk like friends on the bus, on the street, in restaurants. Bus drivers are actually friendly and give advice and information with a smile. Yeah, people on the bus and on the street look at each other in the eye and actually smile at each other. Once I blogged about doing that in Boston and how people looked away when you looked at them on the street and got a load of comments including that they probably thought I was crazy. No, Boston, you're the crazy one. Or rather, you're the rude, inhospitable city, and I'm not the first one to say it.