You Can Take the Donkey out of the Country…
But you will never in a million years take the country out of the donkey. Weather I am sure a couple of my friends would like to interpret this literally, point fingers at me and laugh, it is not surprisingly metaphorical.
I had little experience that reminded me of this phrase a short while ago. By some strange twists in fate I find myself in a city where I haven’t been in a while and didn’t expect to ever come back: New York. Spending most of my time reminiscing my previous environments, friends, and my beloved Li, whom I all had to part with to be here.
Best transportation in the city is the subway system, said by the Devil himself in the “The Devil’s Advocate” (if you haven’t seen this movie, stop whatever it is that you are doing and go rent/buy it, NOW!). Having this crucial information, I take it on head first, probably for the first time this decade. First thing I see when I get on the first train, is a ripe Platano (tropical fruit), on a seat directly in front of me. No owner, no one eating it. Just a Platano.
Now, keep in mind I’m usually the guy that is arguing in favor of the rational explanations, statistics and scientific reasoning and against superstition and “fate”. I am also perfectly aware that this event has a rational explanation to it. I could probably come up with at least half a dozen. Yet, it seemed a bit of a slap in the face.