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Dr Vicki Connop's avatar

Love this. That really IS what travel is all about for me. And reminds me of a time in Japan in my early 20s when a group of local housewives decided to take me out for lunch. None of them spoke English, but they took it upon themselves to dress me up in a kimono, and half a dozen of them fussed around me, tweaking my hair and taking photos. I'm not sure it was entirely consensual - I felt like I was their doll for the day to play dress ups with - but it made a memorable story and they were incredibly generous with food and gifts 😊

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Bill Strong's avatar

Mom lived in a dementia home. One lady insisted on lining up the other residents, few of whom cooperated. She spoke poor English, somewhat more (and more grammatical) German. I couldn't figure it out. One day her son visited from 100 miles away. She had been a fashion photographer in the '30s in Germany and 60 years later still had to work w/ uncooperative models.

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