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Originally Posted by screamingskull
i met a wonderful american man on the top of a hill in 2005 whilst skiing in vermont. I fell over and he came over and helped me up, he was all like "aw, are you okay, that looked like a bad fall, here you go, isn't it a lovely day, i love skiing don't you"
It was surreal.
My general experience with americans has be very very positive, thats one of the reasons i am planning to move there in 2010.
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I know exactly what you mean. Being from England, I find it extremely surreal when somebody is nice to me. For some reason, being nice to strangers is somewhat normal in the US, as far as I've experienced. Like when I was flying to Denver from Philly in 2005, I was seated between these two businessmen, and the rest of my family was seated somewhere else on the plane. Immediately the two guys offered to swap so I could sit with my family, and they did, as everyone else on the plane congratulated them. Very strange indeed.
But yes, it's all in the letter 'R' and the vicious stereotypes. I have had a better time with Americans than I've had with any other people, so that's something to go by.