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55. Elvis has Left Building Before I conclude,  I need to say that the correct spelling of  Minisota is Minnesota. So here we are in O’Hare. We had a very smooth late night trip from the car through the airport to the plane. Just the usual sea of smiley, mostly black American faces. We were [...]

This chapter was gratefully sponsored by contributors to coffee fuel. If you would like to sponsor a chapter of  ‘Clueless in America’, please click on the button. 53. Le burger et La Crescent. At the moment I am sitting in a snow-laden cafe sucking down a barely passable cappuccino somewhere on the Baltic coast; thus [...]

52. Sometimes Breaking Ice Hurts Nearing the end of our particularly dreary Madison day, we were darting down the street, passionately rushing to nowhere, when I spied a sheep. Not just any sheep, but a Kiwi sheep standing on the top of a Kiwi mountain. You are right, I couldn’t be looking at anything else [...]

49. Green Bay Socialites. We arrived in Green Bay somewhat late. Guess it was all that soul searching girl scouting deliberating. Quite fortunately our friends were still politely sucking cappuccinos and waiting for us. It was a nice cafe with strange art hanging on the walls. The art was totally created with medical equipment. Great [...]

48. Wheel Out the Doughnuts and Get Out of Town. Well I must say that our corner cafe experience for me was one of only two overtly obese American experiences. The second experience happened to be the very next day. When in America, we like to do as Americans do, and all Americans like to [...]