Okay okay, I promised I would write more. I just didn’t have time if you believe.
I wrote before about things that may surprise, now about something funny.
Cincinnati used to be known as Porkopolis (see here and here). A couple years ago, many of Cincity companies had some fun and put lots of statues of flying pigs all around the town. Prior to my visit there I found this story somewhere on the net. So… first time I go there I go hunting. Sadly I come back empty-handed. I even asked some people and they didn’t seem to have any idea where I could find at leas one of those statues.
So I come back and go google the damn thing again. Turns out I’m blind. I kinda walked on one and didn’t notice. I also asked around some more. Turned out that there ain’t much left. Just a couple. Next week I went again and fund the one I was looking for.
Flying Pig, River Walk, Cincinnati OH 39°5'50" N 84°29'29.4" W
There is another one, further along this path, at the Boat House restaurant. But I don’t have a photo.
Yesterday I found another one. This time at the CVG airport
Flying Pig @CVG
And now, since I woke on Saturday up 7 am (GMT+5) and didn’t sleep much until now (9 pm GMT+1) it’s time for me to finally go and hit the sheets!
Have a good night!
Asakura is in the USA (米国 bēkoku) . How did this happen? That’s very simple, key word: business trip.
America turned out to be a bit disappointing. To be fair – yes they have big cars, big houses, big ……., but thats all folks. I live near Cincinnati, OH – that is a city not much smaller than Warsaw. This city on weekdays is supposed to have some life on weekend it’s as if nobody lived there! Thanks to gay community being friendly and helpful I spent today with Jürgen who lives here (he’s German) . We were the only people walking thru the streets. I barely noticed any traffic! Can you believe it?
This is another thing about US people – they don’t walk, they drive. And this is taken to the extreme – most suburbs don’t even have any sidewalks!
Another disappointment – coffee. This shit they make you here and call it coffee would never, ever qualify as drinkable substance in Europe! One would think than a coffee-drinking nation would have some better coffee. NO! Forget it.
Let’s go to surprises that one may stumble upon when coming here for the first time.
My baggage got delayed, thus I was entitled to buy some stuff. I went to Macy’s – a big clothing department store. What does one need when one doesn’t have clothes – underwear, some t-shit, or shirt. I started with underwear. Going by EU standard I wear XL. Nothing special. So having in mind that in US everything is bigger I go for size L. Take one off the box and….. judging by the looks of it this somewhere near the EU XXL size. Somewhat confused I go for lower sizes. With some effort I determined I need S. (a was really afraid I would have to go to the teenager section to find correct size) . In the end I didn’t buy I.
Then a shirt. Again lets try size L. Naah — two of me would fit inside (and I’m not that slim as I used to much more of a regular size now.) Finally I found good size – this time size M. Funny thing. Did you ever try to by a short in Poland? It always comes whit a gazillion of needles and they won’t let you unpack it if you don’t buy it. Here things work different “you’re welcome to unpack it” and there is usually some place where you can pin the needles so that they don’t hurt anybody (or you). Naturally don’t have to buy it.
Great thing about this time of year is that you get discounts everywhere 60% off, 50% off, 40% off. I have already bought clothing worth $150 for about $60. That’s a great shopping opportunity! And I’m gonna bring some more.
That’s all for now.
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