You haven't been in a country until you've shopped for groceries and taken public transport without a guide.
Amen to that, with an added "and you're at best groping with the local language.".
Just as you can tell a lot about a country by the way it treats the most vulnerable within its demesne, you can tell a lot about the people of a country by the way they treat a bewildered foreigner in a shop or in a train station/at a bus stop.
And despite what you may think, there ARE friendly folks in NYC who are willing to help. Years ago was at a subway stop with a multi platform with trains going in every direction. I'm trying to read the map. Next thing I know this older guy asks me if I need help. I said yes and he directed me to the proper train. Turns out he was an NYPD detective.
And speaking of which. In 2 weeks those arrogant slobs will be crowding my road when the apple orchards open. Whoopie.
a while back, in the US ...
I was driving along in a
desert down a mountain road when all of a sudden I looked down and saw a
turtoise an oncoming state trooper. I noticed that I was doing 95. OOOOPS.
Naturally, lots of blinkenlights.
I saw in the rear mirror that the state trooper was making a U turn.
OOOOOPS.
ok, probably best to already stand before he tries to catch up ...
so I pulled over just about when he was done with the U-Turn.
He approached me (hand on his handgun ...) while I had already lowered the window and was clearly showing my hands.
He asked if I knew why he stopped me and I told him that obviously I had not observed my speed gauge when going downhill and that I was sorry.
He asked me if I had tossed up mph and kph (no sir) and if I was familiar with the cruise control (no sir)
so he explained that and told me to set it to the speed that I presumably wanted to go, namely 55 mph ...
and that I should observe the speed limit and the applicable laws.
ok, I apologized again and he let me go.
95 instead of 55 normally gets you in reaaal trouble in the US ...
but it was rather nice of him to let me off with a warning.
(entirely my fault. I should have observed the limit and not gone way too fast ...