Come again, ladies and gentlemen, please come on board, don’t be shy. A new epic adventure, maybe, lots of hidden treasures to discover, hopefully humor and wit along the way, hope looming on the horizon, come and walk under the radiant sun of a new continent and meet a new ocean of souls! Come and meet the immigration officer who was unlucky enough to fall in love, the paranoid policeman, the bus driver who is also a superhero – Superbus -, the crazy talented artists of Berklee school music, the hipsters hanging out in the streets, the barrel-bellied guys with golden chains, and John the burger grinder!
Come and meet the swinging kids for whom life is a permanent rocking boat, the lovers kissing in the grass next to the squirrel-hunter, the starling who was scared of pigeons, please step forward but be careful! For here comes the man with eyes so blue you could fall in, and once you do, there’s no hope left. He has a big black bag, the size of his dreams, to carry around his blueberry dollars – oh, he loves blueberries, and he’ll tell you his dreams are larger and not as dark as the bag, so help him out, give him a couple bucks, or at least a round of applause, ladies and gentlemen!
Follow us, and meet Shakespeare in the park, meditating on virginity with his back turned on the giant swans hovering above the lake! See the boy who juggles with swords and chose the wrong shorts to climb on your shoulder, and that other boy, the one who’s so handsome that the girls stop and follow him in the streets, completely bewitched by his looks. Come and get bewitched by the marvels of traveling, run across the corridors of a shop in ruins while Amy Winehouse whispers to your ears that she said “no, no, no”… Or just dance in the streets among a thousand flags and colors, meet the smiles of Boston, so different in summer, dive in 3D and get a bite of a barking crab.
Take one more step forward, ladies and gentlemen, and hear your own language spoken with an accent that makes it utterly impossible to understand (“méouskelèmapotadin?”), meet people you could have met before (“what were you doing in Muar?”), find Dobby in the museum at Harvard, listen to Averell Dalton singing about the South, discover a land where wearing Tom Selleck’s moustache is fashionable, enjoy the sad songs of a mariachi at dusk and the happy tones of a one-man band under the afternoon sun. Are you still with us, ladies and gentlemen? Then put your seatbelts on, because we’re only just starting.
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