One of the most ironic things to happen on my trip two weeks ago I forgot to put in my trip report. Regardless of which side you agree with, it ought to make you think:
My family and I were in one golf cart, and our friends were in another. We poorly timed our trip back across the cut from the north such that we hit lunch-time traffic. As we were first in line, my golfcart made it on the ferry--just barely--along with a million construction workers bicycling home home for lunch.
On the other side, we waited for our friends. The ferry came across, but while they waited for the bicyclists to get on, more and more kept coming, such that the ferry was full, and my friend couldn't get on with his golfcart. In the meantime, another woman in a golfcart got behind him. Again the ferry came back to get him, and again the bicyclists pushed ahead and filled up the ferry. This time, however, I could hear the gringa from across the cut yelling at some of the people on the ferry. I then noticed my friends' golfcart was put on the ferry.
My friend said that this lady, who lives just north of the cut, raised hell with the ferry operator because none of the golf carts were being let on. She pointed to the sign for rules where it said that one golf cart would be allowed per ferry when a certain number of pedestrians were present. The ferry operator, however, pointed out that these men were just trying to get home for lunch. She raised such hell that apparently some of the workers muttered, under their breath, "Damn American." She heard it and said, "If it weren't for us damn Americans, you wouldn't have jobs up here!"
That's how it ended. She's right: all of the people on that ferry, were working up north of the cut, working on houses being built for the "damn Americans" (ok, maybe some Canadians, too). On the other hand, my friends and I (though not necessarily the gringa lady) were just visitors, having a good time, and these guys were working--and we weren't hurt by the extra wait. A bit ironic, I guess, and perhaps symptomatic of a small bit of ill-will I sensed while down there. Some people, long-time residents, I guess don't like the newcomers, but at the same time, like some of the benefits the newcomers have brought. It's hard to have one without the other. Just food for thought.