Thanks for stopping by. This flash fiction story is based on the What Pegman Saw writing prompt, but I didn’t follow Pegman to the Dominican Republic. My thoughts took me to Madrid, where I went with my Spanish class after graduation. I couldn’t believe the girls preferred McDonaldks to what I enjoyed.
Pegman Saw the Dominican Republic This Week
Today Pegman ventures to the Dominican Republic. The island is rich in culture and heritage, chock full of wonderful possibilities for the alert storyteller. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to wander around until you find something that inspires you to write up to 150 words, then link your post using the blue frog below. Remember that reading and commenting on fellow contributors’ work is part of the experience.
Do your best, and have fun! Thanks to Josh and Karen for hosting.
I didn’t use his location, so I didn’t try to fiddle with the map thingy and grabbing a partial screenshot. Kind of a pain anyway.
The Story: McDonald’s in Madrid
Genre: Mainstream/memoir
Word count: 150 words
I pointed my camera at the McDonalds menu near our Madrid hotel. The Manager ran out, waving his hands and yelling “No, no!” I had no idea why.
After four years of Spanish, our class took a trip to Spain. Our bus, predictably, arrived too late for food, but the proprietress kindly offered us fresh tortillas and black beans. The other girls protested. I accepted. Since I had to go with everyone else, I tucked the foil-wrapped delight in my purse to eat back in the room.
“Why aren’t you ordering?” Ellen asked.
“I’ll enjoy my real food.”
Nobody liked their meal, saying, “The fries are just wrong,” and, “They call this a Big Mac?”
“I didn’t think you could ruin French fries.” Josie offered me one. It drooped in my grasp. Tasting it, I had to agree.
“You should have accepted the tortilla.” I waved it under her nose.
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Great story! I knew people like this. And you can’t go wrong with street food!
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It was great indeed. Thank you for reading.
Ronda
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Nothing like eating local if you can and why would you eat McDonalds when you can eat it at home? Crazy! 🙂
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I love to eat local as long as I am pretty sure the food is safe but if the locals are eating it I’m sure they don’t want to poison themselves or make themselves sick!
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Still have to be careful though. When we went to Egypt, I didn’t even eat the salad in case it was washed in local water. Nothing wrong with the food hygiene, just my stomach not used to their cuisine
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Dear Ronda,
Serves them right for eating at McDonald’s in the first place. 😉 Fun travel story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Exactly! Ronda
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I definitely prefer to eat local foods whenever I travel. I am gradually coming to accept that many people are just not comfortable trying new things — especially when they’re young and haven’t seen much of the world — and will be drawn to the same chain restaurants they’re used to from back home. But as your story illustrates, it’s never going to taste exactly the same, so it’s bound to be disappointing.
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Right. I was so excited to eat the real thing instead of just reading about it. Most Americans are very parochial. I am not most Americans! Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
Ronda
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To be fair, most Americans don’t travel much to other countries because they’re surrounded by a LOT of America. Europeans have the advantage there, that going from one country to another is like going from Detroit to Chicago. But the European folks who live in smaller towns and villages and don’t travel are just as parochial as Americans, I’ve found.
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