Memory coming back to me:
Back when I first moved to Texas and was working for the U.S. Department of Agriculture, our group had to take a road trip to Kansas City for a meeting. Amongst us was a visiting researcher, who was from China.
We decided to take the scenic route (Hey! Don't laugh! For Department of Agriculture folks and geography buffs, the Great Plains are scenic!), make it a two-day trip, and stop for the night in Dodge City. The Chinese guy was really thrilled about that: we figured he must be a fan of old Westerns.
When we left town the next morning to hit the road to K.C., he pleaded with us to at least stop and have a view of the factory on the way out. The factory? What? Of course, the automotive plant! He had been thrilled because he had thought that we must be where Dodge cars and trucks were made. He was unhappy when we told him he was misinformed.
Back when I first moved to Texas and was working for the U.S. Department of Agriculture, our group had to take a road trip to Kansas City for a meeting. Amongst us was a visiting researcher, who was from China.
We decided to take the scenic route (Hey! Don't laugh! For Department of Agriculture folks and geography buffs, the Great Plains are scenic!), make it a two-day trip, and stop for the night in Dodge City. The Chinese guy was really thrilled about that: we figured he must be a fan of old Westerns.
When we left town the next morning to hit the road to K.C., he pleaded with us to at least stop and have a view of the factory on the way out. The factory? What? Of course, the automotive plant! He had been thrilled because he had thought that we must be where Dodge cars and trucks were made. He was unhappy when we told him he was misinformed.
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