I love America
In Australia, this makes me something of a rarity.
There is this weird parochial belief that Americans are complete a**holes who will ignorantly stand in front of your camera, complain loudly when everything isn’t American and will trample small children to get to a Southern Fried Chicken Wing buffet.
I used to believe these cultural misnomers, such was my ignorance.
Americans are gorgeous people. They are generous and exceedingly kind. They are confident and yet charmingly curious about other people. They are funny, accepting and frightening well-dressed.They are often good looking and willing to help you, without any hope of recompense.
The Future Husband and I have decided that we will spend half of our honeymoon in America and I have to say, I am thrilled about this new development.
Napa Valley (Merlot scene from Sideways). Universal Studios. Monument Valley (Clint Eastwood). Palm Springs (Celebrities!). Nevada (The home of the Burning Man Festival). New Mexico. The Grand Canyon. The Flamingo in Las Vegas. I am so goddamn excited, it’s ridiculous.
I have lived my whole life through movies (my other true love – movies and travel – I am a hedonist through and through) and America is the spiritual home of celluloid. I actually define myself by American characters. Am I too Joan and not enough Betty Draper? Why can’t I be more Rita and less Debra Morgan? More Charlotte; less Samantha. And always: I wish I was a lot more Claudia Jean Cregg.
The last time I was in America, I was besotted by how much I felt like I was in a TV show. Everything is so bizarrely familiar. One minute: The Wire. Next minute: Beverly Hills 90210. I am completely, shamelessly in love with America and I cannot wait to get back there.
And this is where you come in. Where should we go? What should we do? America-lovers… we need your help to make our honeymoon The Best Honeymoon Ever!