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After three weeks on the sparsely traveled roads of New Zealand, the "one up" conversation begins. "What do you mean you don't milk your sheep? You got like 40 million sheep and only four million people. We Americans even milk our raccoons."
- Let's back up a bit to the fact or folklore gathering conversation.
While traveling in Thailand with a group of northern Europeans, we had a conversation about indigenous animals. I found some Europeans, don't know what a raccoon is. I searched the internet and unearthed a source, reporting raccoons in Germany as early as 1934 with an ensuing migration of raccoons to neighboring countries over the last 75 years. But my poll data of n= 7 says, they generally don't know what a raccoon is or what it looks like. Now pay attention here, this is where the opportunity comes.
- I committed that little tidbit to memory. It's the "one up" material, the "amo" to use, when I meet a fellow traveler. You know the one that shows up as the trip "know it all."
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