You gaze at the world around you and get used to the sights, sounds and smells. You get on a plane and fly to New York City.
City Streets, street vendors selling food, handbags, jewelry. Buildings from the streets to the sky as far as you can see. Horns honking, the constant buzz of people talking, music drifting in and out of restaurants, not a quiet place to be found. Food vendors with pretzels, fresh fruit, chicken on a stick. Restaurants with stuffed flounder that melts in your mouth, restaurants that serves only chocolate (delicious chocolate pizza) and down home Chicken & Waffles in Harlem. Tastes, smells and sounds that make Manhattan a wonderfully blend of your senses.
You gaze at the world around you and get used to the sights, sounds and smells. You get in a red truck and drive from Lewisville, TX to the deer lease in Throckmorton, TX.
First stop, the feed store. The resident dogs greet us and the beagle promptly hikes his leg and pees on one of the truck tires. The crisp morning air smells of hay, sweet horse feed, fertilizer and corn for the deer. At the deer lease can see from the cactus splattered ground to the ends of the blue sky universe. The only sound is the rustling of the mesquite trees and the deep voice of a cow mooing to warn the herd of our coming. Stop along the way home in Graham and have a delicious steak burger, fries and mac&cheese while looking off the top of a hill into a valley of brown, tan and dots of green! Exploring the town of Graham and stop at a wonderful shop - full of jewelry, purses, candles. Meeting two wonderfully delightful women, Vickie and Audrey. Laughter feels the air. They look like they belong in NYC, not Graham, TX.
It is a lie about New Yorker's not being friendly, they were as friendly as the women in Graham. A world of contrast, but so much really the same.