9 minutes alone and the 12 people that approached me at Bay to Breakers

So, I have a delightful Swiss couchsurfer staying with me right now.  “I love how friendly North Americans are”, she told me earlier. ” No one approaches you in Europe.  They just think you want something!”  And to be fair, I didn’t think twice today when that middle-aged man chimed in to our conversation, offering his opinion on local bars in North Beach, or when the park service employee asked how we are with no particular reason behind it.  We just do that, us North Americans.

So backtrack to Sunday, Bay to Breakers.

While the familiar drone of the race carried on around me (that is to say, the stationary drink-fest among costumed celebrators in the panhandle), I took a much-needed breather from the imbibing, high-fiving and gallivanting, taking a moment to lay down solitary in the grass. The erratic San Francisco sun felt good on my skin, I thought.  I did not expect to draw such an eclectic group of attention during my brief repose, however.

Quick background: I was clad in not-entirely-unusual (given the occasion) sports-esque clothes of a rather vibrant nature.   Nothing too unusual.

Anyway, my passerby’s, in sequential order:

  1. Four young women clad in pink tutus and matching bras, posing around me as I feigned unconsciousness.  They traded photo-taking with each of their respective Iphones.
  2. One half-naked man wearing only jean-shorts and suspenders who lay next to me, warning me about furries.
  3. Three 20’s-style prohibitionists that implored me to wear more sunscreen (I let them know I bore plenty, though).
  4. Two middle-aged passerby’s, commenting on my colorful demeanor, clearly not from San Francisco.
  5. One teddy bear, who posed for a photo with two thumbs up.  I’m not sure who took the photo.
  6. One panty-clad twenty-something in a 49ers jersey, commenting only, “his legs are so contrasting!”  To be fair, they don’t see much sun.

North America: we’re friendly!

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