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For me, good tourists whether myself as one or those that I meet here are friendly and outgoing and engaging. The worst tourist I ever met was a bulldog that a french dude brought here with him. I wouldn't turn you back on him if I were you.
I think I've been a good tourist. I talk with people and ask anything about them or where I am or whatever and they usually talk with me and we have extended conversations. (My first time in London, I was surprised at how many people asked me if I lived near the Grand Canyon. Apparently it is the US destination spot for Londoners.) When Mary and I were in Bermuda over the summer we stopped to talk to a woman who was gardening. She walked to the market with us and then we went to her house and had lunch. In my milquetoast existence the worst touristy I've been has probably been impatience at having to wait at an airport and saying something discouraging, or worse.
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As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons...be cheerful; strive for happiness - Desiderata
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