So long, America🫡🇺🇸
49 days ago we landed in the USA to follow our country at the World Cup. We had no idea it would turn into the trip of a lifetime.
Thank you to everyone who followed along, and to all the people we met who made this journey even more special. We honestly don’t have the words to express how grateful we are for everything you did for us.
This trip exceeded every expectation we had. We came here with an open mind, wanting to experience as much of the country as possible. I still remember telling my friends on the flight to Atlanta that I hoped we’d get to meet a few locals on this trip. Now we’re flying home with friends all across the USA.
Before we came, we heard so many stereotypes and warnings about America. People told us about safety concerns, that they might check our social media at the border, and all kinds of other things. None of it matched our experience. This was probably the most welcoming country we’ve ever visited.
So if you have the chance to travel, do it. The world isn’t nearly as bad as the media often makes it seem. 99% of people are awesome!
I heard this quote somewhere during the World Cup, and I think it sums up our experience perfectly:
“If you want to hate the world, watch the news. If you want to love it, travel it.”
Thank you, America ❤️🇺🇸
@KYWNewsradio Krasner views criminals as the real victims and victims as simply collateral damage on the road to what he sees as social justice. He’s a disaster for the city and his true obligation - which is protecting the public.
@NateSilver538 The most left wing people in America are people with post graduate degrees who are financially strapped and the most right wing are people without 4 year college degrees who are rich.
In Philadelphia, two cheesesteak shops face each other across forty feet of road.
Pat's King of Steaks. Geno's Steaks. They have been staring at each other since 1966.
I assumed this was a duel.
At Pat's, a sign above the window read: ORDERING INSTRUCTIONS. A code of engagement.
Whiz wit. Whiz witout. Provolone wit.
"Wit" means with onions. You say it fast or they send you to the back of the line. This was not a sandwich window. This was an oral examination, conducted at midnight, in the rain.
I stepped to the glass. My mouth dried up and I could not tell you why a sandwich counter frightened me more than anything I have faced in forty years.
"One... whiz... wit."
The man — Tony — did not look up. Hands already moving.
"Whiz wit. Next."
Assessed, weighed, and graduated in under two seconds. My university took four years to accomplish less.
The bread cracked. The steak drowned in Whiz and soft onions. I tried to eat with composure. The Whiz prevented this. It found my collar, my wrists, and the last corner of my dignity I thought was waterproof.
Then I looked across the street.
Geno's. Neon blazing. Orange and green and white, lit up like a fortress that refuses to sleep. A different army, fighting the same war, open twenty-four hours.
I went.
The man at Geno's window — Frank — saw my collar before I opened my mouth.
"You just came from over there."
"...I carry the evidence on my shirt."
"How was it."
I had walked into enemy territory wearing the stain of his rival. In my country this would end in apology or blood. Here, Frank waited.
"...It was an honorable sandwich."
Frank laughed. Not mean. The laugh of a man who has heard this exact confession every single night for thirty years and still finds it a little bit funny.
"Get a whiz wit. Then you tell me."
I ate two cheesesteaks in fourteen minutes. Both extraordinary. Both different in ways I lack the English and the stomach to investigate further.
I sat on the curb between them. Midnight. Grease on both sleeves. No verdict.
Pat Olivieri started selling steak on a roll from a hot dog cart in 1930. Joey Vento opened Geno's in 1966 with six dollars in his pocket, directly across the street from a legend.
In my country, that is called a death wish.
In Philadelphia, they call it Tuesday.
Sixty years. Same corner. Same sandwich. Both open around the clock. Neither has closed. Neither has moved. Neither has won.
In my land, two sword schools on the same road means one must fall.
In Philadelphia, it means the sandwich never sleeps.
The vast majority of political discourse in the USA today consists of people with rotten lives looking for someone other than than themselves to blame for the foreseeable consequences of their own actions.
@BasedMikeLee You understand - if we do not win elections, all this effort will be for nothing. Most of what Trump has done has been by ex order-which will be erased day one along with the filibuster.
I'm thinking of starting a nonprofit called More Than Words that matches land acknowledgers with Native Americans families. If you acknowledge that you're on stolen land, my organization will match you with a specific family whose land you or your ancestors stole. You would then transfer "your" property to the rightful owner, with More Than Words covering all associated legal and administrative fees.
@PhillyInquirer No - the effort is to show the whole picture. Slavery was part of our history - not the focal point. There is no country in the world that doesn’t have either slavery or involuntary servitude in its past.