Often I think to myself, on which planet were these people traveling? Believe it or not, in all my travels I have never encountered any such manner of people. I have dealt with bus drivers, ticket salesman, waiters, policemen, hobos, gypsies, border patrol, drug smugglers, train conductors, store clerks, and the mafia. Sure, some of those run-ins may have left me thinking, "gee, that guy was having a bad day," but I certainly wouldn't slam down the big rubber stamp labeled RUDE upon his family, neighbors, and all of his countrymen.
I am a firm believer in the "you-get-what-you-give" ideology. If you're nice, people are nice to you. This method has about a 95% success rate. So I'd go with it. I feel like those who stereotype an entire nationality are those who, first, heard such-and-such about the Venezuelans (for example), then believed it, then went to Venezuela expecting the Venezuelans to live up to that stereotype. And they got what they gave. It's a vicious cycle, folks.
|"Look, kids! Big Ben! Parliament!....Big Ben! Parliament!..."|
I guess what I'm trying to say is...be nice. And expect people to be nice. They're like dogs--they can sense fear. And that is my travel advice for you. Bon voyage!
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