Thursday, August 12, 2010
I just spent a week in the land of make believe.
It reminded me of a Hitchcock movie that had never been made or a Disney World neighborhood. I couldn't decide.
I spent a week where everyone was over the top nice.
So nice, it was weird.
It took me about 2 days to get comfortable with seeing all the big smiles worn by everyone I passed. And they were aiming those big smiles at me.
Imagine today, you go about your business and everyone you pass smiles at you.
You stop for gas and 4 people you don't know go out of their way get your attention, just to greet you and wish you a good day.
As you sit on your front porch sipping your morning coffee or tea, you settle in for a few minutes of what you think will be unnoticed quiet people watching, only to find out that people watching on Harbor Island is an interactive sport. Lots of waving and smiling from all participants.
Every person you watch walk by catches your eye and waves, wishing you a great day.
I'm from the North East, near Philadelphia, where "Yo" is used sometimes as a greeting, but mostly used as a warning.
The people of Harbor Island are special.
After an hour or so of dealing with these very friendly people, I looked at my wife and said something like, "What the heck is going on?"
She just shrugged, and smiled.
Yo! Excuse me for being skeptical. I just wasn't used to this.
But I learned to love it...real fast.