said the drunk lady……
I am visiting family in the country up north Europe. The weather has been very beautiful with temperatures in the low twenties. Perfect for walking around and exploring. My family lives near a river that is really beautiful in the summer with a lot of activity – ice cream stands, yachts from who knows where, and a lot of people around just taking in the sights.
My family and I decided to take a walk by said river and just stretch our legs. We took the ferry and sat on a bench on the way the other side of the river.
The ferry that runs on the river
A drunk elderly woman sat down next to one of my young family members, K, who is biracial. The woman says to K “I love refugees”. K does not respond because he is not a refugee and her feelings did not concern him. The woman repeated her comment and asked him if he knows the local language. K responded in the affirmative. She went on about the refugees because she just concluded, wrongly though, that he was a refugee because he is biracial and that I am one too because I am African and look every part of it. K’s father found this hilarious and refused to move when I suggested that we move away from her. He said he is a big boy and will deal with it. At least K’s father did not laugh out aloud though he had a smile throughout the lady and K’s conversation. K dealt with the situation but did not seem impressed at all.
All in all, we had a nice walk and enjoyed the afternoon out.