Going into this project, I thought to myself how fun it would be to assimilate myself into someone else's world that is completely different than mine. Being partnered up with Mies, I had a good feeling that I would come out of this experience with a completely different perspective on the world. With Mies' parents being Italian and mine being Korean, I was expecting myself to show Mies a unique culture and learn one from him as well. However, as I have come to find out through multiple activities together, Mies and I are not very different at all; in fact, our lifestyles and cultures are almost one in the same.
I have known Mies since sixth grade when we went to elementary school together; however our relationship more closely resembled that of friendly acquaintances rather than good buddies. Although I knew Mies, the tall, white kid, I never really knew the real Mies, a crazy motocross riding, truck lover.
So Mies and I first decided to have dinner at each other's houses. Knocking on his door, I expected to be greeted with a delicious smelling Canadian or Italian specialty but, to my surprise, it was just Mies who welcomed me into his home. Everything inside the house was very "typically American" and nothing culturally unique popped out at me. However, I soon realized one big aspect that was missing from Mies' home, his parents. Upon inquiring on the whereabouts of his parents, I learned that Mies' parents owned another property in San Luis Obispo and frequented it many times a week. This was the first major difference I noticed between Miles and I. In my home, my parents are always around, except for in the early afternoon, and they are there for me to depend on. In Mies' case,