Wednesday's class reminded me of a vacation me and my family took back in summer of 2009 to Daytona, Florida. I definitely felt a sense of displacement when one man asked me if I was a nascar fan. When I replied "no", he was shocked and could tell I wasn't from around there (also because of my so-called Minnesota accent), he also questioned me if I was Chinese? Things definitely got awkward from there. It's funny because he reacted as if I wasn't "American" enough and I felt extremely excluded from being in that city. Anyway, during my stay we also saw many American flags at the hotels/motels we stayed in and heard many people speaking in a strong southern accent. Interestingly, we met with a older lady who was also from Minnesota and thank goodness, did I feel relieved. We spent a good amount of time talking about which city we were from and the restaurants we've been to in the Twin Cities. I felt relieved immediately after finding out that someone I met was from the same state and made me feel a sense of Heimat. I also found it interesting how Daytona's community is almost like a naturalized community filled with nascar, the American flag, southern accents; all in which are of course, symbols of America and American pride. My feeling of displacement definitely made me realize that I didn't belong there and felt that only certain kinds of people can only be a part of the Daytona community.