When I came to visit Missouri, I first went to California. That may sound like a detour (granted, it is), but Missouri really is the closest I ever get to the family that’s living there. Also, it helped me ease into the US of A, as California is very, very normal. Wait, that last part is not true. Watching my cousin performing excellent in a play, I was being stalked by two iguanas, that belonged to the woman sitting next to me. Also, the iguanas might have been wearing princess accesoires. I have seen more differences between the Midwest and California, besides the weather.
First of all, the amount of Toyota Priuses is a lot bigger on the west coast than in the Midwest. You may think I’m stating the obvious, but there’s really a different type of car around. I am told half of all cars in Missouri is the size of a pick-up truck and although I never counted any, I cannot help but see it could be true. California has big cars and pick-up trucks alright, but the overall feel of the highway is pretty different. I wasn’t around for long enough to get a full impression of the people there, but there absolutely is a vibe around California that Missouri doesn’t have. One of the reasons the tagline of this blog names Missouri as the ‘real America’, is that I never got that feeling in California. It just isn’t. It did have awesome weather though, unlike Missouri. I’ll be back one day, but Missouri is on top of the list.
Have you ever imagined dressing up an iguana as a princess?
What do you think are the odds of such a iguana turning into a princess as soon as I kiss it?