My parents are visiting us for the first time since our move to Europe. And despite their appearance (my dad has been known to wear a map-of-the-world polo and a fanny pack while traveling abroad), they’re pretty culturally savvy. They’ve had enough of their children move out of the country to lose most ugly-American behavior.
Except, of course, when my dad thinks everyone speaks English. And let’s face it, my mom’s just here for the chocolate (and the kids, of course, and me too, I guess).
On Monday we were traveling on a long and winding train to get to the Alps. As we were nearing the top of the mountain where we could see endless valleys and peaks, she spoke up in her most “I’m the mom and I know what I’m saying” voice and said,
“Let’s face it folks, Salt Lake City’s got more snow.”
Thanks Mom. Come again soon.