Stereotypes save time, and as in any generalizations, dangerous as they may be, help you figure out your way around the world… unless they are just incorrect. Here is a list of several stereotypes related to Europe that I just can never confirm or found out to be totally incorrect. Maybe they were valid generalizations at another time in history and nobody noticed the change, may be not. Enjoy!
- Italian ice cream is best: Are you kidding me? Can’t find it. Been to dozens of ice cream shops and bought the cheap ones to the expensive ones and didn’t find a single one that will beat my Häagen-Dazs back home. By the way, Häagen-Dazs is a brand of ice cream established by Jewish-Polish immigrants Reuben and Rose Mattus in the Bronx, New York.
- French dont like to speak English: I have been to Paris and also to the South like Montpellier and Marseille and I interacted with many French people and they all made an effort to communicate, sometimes unsuccessfully. That idea of the French pretending to not knowing English or being standoffish is something I never found.
- Americans are monolingual: Oh, come on, most people from any other country you visit only speak their own language. We are not stupider than others. Fatter yes, but not stupider.
- Italians use the horn too much while driving: Can’t hear that! They are aggressive drivers, but silent. Try driving in Miami, however, and you will know what it is to have your vehicle propelled by horn sound.
- French don’t like Americans: There are some French people that really despise Americans. But those are the French people that despise everybody. They don’t have any special feelings about Americans… they are equal opportunity snobs. Just don’t like anyone who is not French. Oh, and sometimes they also don’t like French from other areas too.
- Be careful with gipsies in Romania: I was warned many times to be careful in Romania, that the place is full of Gipsies… no it is not! Romania is as dangerous and fucked up as many other countries. Nothing special about it. You have to be careful as a standard procedure like you have to be careful with pickpockets in most of Europe, with con artists, and crazy drivers. But I would not single out Romania as worse than others, unless you are afraid of vampires.
- Italian drivers are the worst: As you go South so goes the quality of your driving experience. But that is not a particularity of the Italians. Drivers from Southern France, and Spain are also notoriously aggressive. It is not that they don’t know how to drive well, not about the technique, it is about their compulsions and sense of masculinity that gets threatened every time there is a physical possibility to pass the vehicle ahead of them. They just can’t help themselves and will tailgate you shamelessly, share the lane dangerously, not yield, cut in, and do any other vehicular douchebaguery necessary to take your space on the road.
- Venezia smells bad: Without cars actually the air quality there is excellent.
- Italians are very elegant: We see the Italian tourists in Miami or Boston or New York and they seems super elegant and pretty and well put together, but that impression will not survive a visit to Italy, where you will see the Italians dressed in shorts and flips flops and a jersey of the Inter of Milan, side by side with elegant tourists from Boston, New York, Miami…..






Generalizations are always dangerous, but I had to come up with some of the very shallow but most evident differences between Europe and USA. Here are some of them:
Sometimes you plan on doing something for a long time, build up a lot of expectations, and then get disappointed when reality does not measure up to the dream. That was absolutely not the case with this event. I felt at the end that it was better than I could have planned in any way I could measure it.
One of the first friends that I visited in Bucharest is Smaranda. We have been talking online for over a year and we became friends and were looking forward to meet and see each other in person. She is a very smart and authentic kind of person and it was really nice seeing her now.
Next day I met with Alex Joseph, on his last few days of travel in Europe. We had great conversations and explored the old city together, looking for great beers. Alex is not fully aware yet of how awesome he really is, and doesn’t know completely how much people want to hear about his travels and experiences. A truly interesting guy with lots to say. I am pretty sure we will meet again in California, where he lives.
Last day of the visit to Bucharest I stopped by to visit Adrian and Micky. The idea was to stay for a couple of hours, and then get on the road as I had a long way to go for the next four days. It didn’t work that way: Adrian and Micky were so nice, welcoming, with great friends, and such a fabulous attitude, that I had to stay all day, participated on their games and BBQ, and left early next morning. It was such a surprise and I am very happy that I saw them.
What a couple! They love riding motorcycles. When I arrived Jörg helped me to fix some stuff on the bike and then he had to go to work. Friederike arrived later from her work and we went out on a motorcycle ride along the Weiser river that was memorable. She followed that by cooking a fantastic dinner that I won’t forget. Then the next day they both went out with me on another ride all the way to Hannover. Three days later here I am typing this from Friederike’s parents’ home in Geras, Austria where I will be staying for the night. Her family is treating me like royalty. Hopefully we will have a chance to ride together again during this tour in Europe… maybe Oktoberfest? (hint, hint)
Rainer was the first person I visited in Germany. We met online through CouchSurfing more than a year ago and I finally got to visit him. He was an outstanding host! He had a fridge full of great German beer, cooked a fabulous BBQ, gave me a tour of his city, a castle nearby, the whole nine yards. And to top it off, when I told that my GPS on my iPhone was not working properly he let me use his GPS for the remainder of my visit to Europe and I can ship it back to him before I return to America. What a generous, friendly guy he is. And now, also a friend that I want to meet again in the future. Hopefully that will happen in America when he goes to ride a motorcycle there.
They are so cool! Met them through CouchSurfing and we have so much in common! They are bikers, they are hashers, and they love to travel. In just 3 days together I think I made some great friends. Their generosity and authenticity are part of what made Brussels one of my favorite cities.
The measure of how good a place is seems to be mostly about how many, and how good, friends one have in that place. When I got to Amsterdam on July 15th I didn’t know anyone there, but right on the first day I met with Dimitri thanks to the wonders of CouchSurfing.org.
I met Leonie later during the first day in Amsterdam. She also took me out for a walk in the city, showed me some very cool places, and became one of my friends. I am very happy I have met her.
Robbert and his gorgeous girlfriend Sanderien let me stay in their yellow bus for the night. That was way cool. They are also bikers and I believe we will have a chance to ride together later during my trip through Europe.
I met Alfred during the hash run with the Amsterdam H3 and after that run and dinner we went to a crusty old bar in the city center where he told me a lot about Scotch Whisky. I didn’t know anything about it and he is very knowledgeable. He helped me figure out what kinds of Scotch I like, and how to order, serve, and enjoy it properly. We also went together to the hash run in Den Haag three days later.
But I guess that as a CouchSurfing host Bridget may have to take the prize of best-ever. She offered me a place in the city for the weekend, didn’t mind that I extended my stay another day. She also helped with holding my luggage a couple more days, and when I invited her to visit Paris for the weekend she offered to bring us in her car! She is a hasher (started in Amsterdam with me), she is a biker (had a Harley-Davidson), and she is a very smart and independent woman.
‘Hedhaftig, Vastberaden, Barmhartig’ is the motto of the city of Amsterdam in the Netherlands. It means ‘Valiant, Steadfast, Compassionate’. It dates back to March 29, 1947. On that date Queen Wilhelmina [31 August 1880 - 28 November 1962] presented the motto as part of the city arms. She thereby meant to honor the people of Amsterdam, who were the first Europeans to oppose the Nazi persection of the Jewish population.
There is a generalized school of thought in maintenance in general, and medicine in particular, that says you shouldn’t be getting to do work you don’t know anything about. You should leave it to the experts and certified professionals. That is a self-serving and elitist view, often driven by fear of liability, that I like to combat.