I love my country, but sometimes I fear my "fellow Americans".
Oak Harbor, where Katie lives, is a Navy town. They can't help that.
We tried out a little restaurant for dinner and once inside realized it was decked out from stem to stern, floor to ceiling with military memorabilia. Spam, yes that gelatinous mystery meat, was proudly served.
We ate, paid our bill, saluted and got the hell out of there.
Everything in that little town is geared toward the military, especially the Navy. Even the Goodwill has used military clothes for sale, though no grenade launchers which I really would have considered buying...for apple season...
Now, I love that we have a strong military mostly because if we were taken over by a foreign country with a foreign language and, gasp, the metric system, I'd be screwed.
But I am a hippie at heart. And gay. Two things the military frowns upon.
So I wonder, if Oak Harbor is this bad, what's San Diego gonna be like?