Space Cat wrote: ↑
Fri Oct 06, 2017 11:25 pm
bobserb wrote:They always show strong hatred towards the country they were born.'
No hatred, it's heartbreaking. But whatever, arguing about the country you know only from the news is not my plans. Try to live there for a while first.
All the foreign Russophiles always enjoy lifestyles that average Russian sees only in the movies. Same goes for Cuba admirers or, hopefully, ex
Hey, I would not want to live in Russia or Cuba, but I like visiting both in a tourist sort of way. They are still interesting, as apposed to some place like France that is a really big yawn to me.
The other thing about such places, that still keeps them interesting, they can't completely hide what is really going on in the country. Your going to see some of it, simply because there is too much of it.
It is like central moscow, is turning in to some sort of super polished Disneyland of the mega rich and tourist. You get on a train or whatever, wonder outside the center slightly, and your going to see poverty. lot's of it. And Moscow is the rich city. The further you get from red square, the more obvious the poverty is in Russia. In fact, it is probably almost directly proportional to the distance from red square.
Now, Itialy, you can go to say central Rome, Florence, or Venice, and it is super polished and refined tourism trap. You got to make some sort of effort to go find the poverty in Italy (although, granted not very much). We were able to find it with a local train ticket one night in Naples. Different sort of poverty obviously, but it is there, as the train passed through the working class apartment blocks.
I honestly went on this trip however as tourist, with the full intention of hitting a bunch of the biggest European tourist traps, to sort of get them out of our system (by the way that took about two weeks, and we had our fill of standing in line to see another old building). Totally not backpacking, beyond haling my daypack around for an afternoon.
My wife and I did the whole live in Europe and live in China long ago, and even before that I had lost interest in anthropology as a sport. My interest in getting to know the natives on this trip, pretty much began and ended with what sort of wine they were growing out back in itialy, or what time of year is the best time to ski in Austria. Perhaps I still have some interest in the macro-geopolitics or economics, but my days of hanging around the camp fire to smoke a piece pipe are over. I just don't care anymore. People are people, for better or worse, pretty much everywhere on the planet.