Here's a conversation Richard and I had the other day, when we were wandering around our future city (which I'd like to point out is a pretty rural area):
Esther (excited): I just saw a tailor.
Richard (really excited): Really?? A Taylor guitar?!?!
Esther: Uhhh...no. A tailor...to hem clothes.
Richard (disappointed): Oh.
Esther: You do realize we're in the middle of nowhere, right? Why would there be a Taylor guitar?
Richard (still disappointed): I don't know. *Sigh*
I think those are the times when we realize we miss being in America. :) But I found it absolutely hilarious that my husband thought that there might be a Taylor guitar displayed on the street in this little town!