Thursday, May 12, 2011

The Stages of Fitting In

When you move someplace new you find that you have to go through stages of fitting in.  I find that there are subtle signs to let you know that you fit in.  The first is when a tourist asks you for directions, at the very least you feel like a comfortable tourist.  Next is when a local asks you for directions, if it's in a language you don't understand it's both rewarding and confusing.  I'll be honest, I've never really thought about any stages after these two.  I figured this was as good as it gets, but I was wrong.  The other day a recruiter from the Communist Party came up to me on the street and asked if I wanted to attend a rally.  I feel more Greek than I ever have before.

Later