Transient Aliens

We are about to leave the
United States after more than six months of great weather, wonderful cruising,
meeting lots of new friends and getting to know something of the way of
American life. For all that, we are
still known as ‘transient aliens’. With a British registered vessel we have been granted a licence to
cruise in US waters, but every time we move from a port we are required to
report to US Custom and Border Protection. Whilst the many differences
between the English and American languages have sometimes caused confusion, our
foreign accent is generally accepted as quirky but endearing with the locals
saying things like “Just talk some more, so I can hear your great
accent!” or “Gee, you sound like some of those old films.” The Americans
not only have gallons rather than litres, but their gallons are different from
our imperial ones. I have bought a peck (2 gallons) of apples. You can
buy fractions of a cord of wood or liquids measured in bushels (8
gallons). Rather than a second-hand shop you’ll find a store
selling experienced goods; biscuits are cookies and crisps are chips; gas is
propane and petrol is gas. Then there is Aspects of shopping
I have definitely liked are being asked to prove I am over 21 when buying
liquor (booze), and the helpfulness and cheerfulness of staff. I found it disconcerting
that ‘British’ food was in the ‘Ethnic’ section of the
supermarket, and that it largely consists of Heinz baked beans, Chivers
marmalade, Lipton tea and curry powder. Fruit cake is almost impossible
to find and oh how I crave for a Melton Mowbray pork pie! Several times
through the summer we have hired a car. Whilst I miss roundabouts
(circles if you’re American) the roads here are fantastic, bridges
spanning great tracts of water with graceful ease. Between towns roads are at
least double track, sometimes as wide as five lanes, with clear exits and well
protected lead-ins. Alongside the roads are a
vast number of hoardings (or should I say billboards) – huge monstrosity
that mar the landscape, but which indicate bonhomie and promise great
things. In a culture that has a reputation of a suing, it is staggering
what is claimed: I don’t mean signs like “The coolest beer in
town”, but assertions such as “The World’s greatest
coffee.” But maybe it stems from
an historical boldness of proclaiming the word of God. The Not only is America a
God-fearing nation, but it has much that reflects a common attitude of enjoying
success, a sense of optimism and a more relaxed way of life. We greatly
enjoyed our last evening in the States in the company of treasure hunters: one
who was involved with finding Black Beard’s Queen Anne’s Revenge and has a gold and sapphire mine,
the other who has found a lot of sunken gold over the years. It is still
a land of great opportunity. So thank you |