I knew that while we were at Disney World we were going to encounter many different types of people.
My children have only lived in rural towns in Arkansas. We are by no means in a cultural mecca. We usually see people that look like us and talk like us.
At Disney World we walked by and sat next to, many people from different countries that spoke different languages. My children were not impressed with that much at all. I was. I was always trying to figure out what they were saying. I doubt I was ever right.
Something else that was fun for me was to figure out which people were Americans and which ones were from different countries by the way they dressed. It seemed like the women from other countries showed more skin that we traditionally show here. But they wore their clothing with such grace and comfort it didn’t seem trashy. But then I would see American women trying to be provocative and it seemed trashy.
Really, is there a need to be provocative at Disney World?
The biggest thing I noticed was the amount of tattoos on people. There were neck tattoos, arm tattoos, leg tattoos, ankle tattoos chest tattoos. Some people had green tattoos, some people went all out and had their entire arms tattooed and colored in. Some had words, dates, pictures of people, artwork, flowers, bugs. I was amazed at the number of people with tattoos. I felt like Rip Van Winkle. Like I had been asleep for years, and woke up without my obligatory tattoo.
I know people with tattoos. I like those people. But I just never realized that in a few years I’m going to be in the minority by not having one.
Do you have a tattoo?