Traveling does not mean we will always understand the local culture. So, when I was walking along 3rd Street, the “Main Street” of Laramie, and a man in a red pickup truck with the window down, blowing a duck call loudly as he drove through town, I was momentarily confused. I had seen very few ducks while hiking in this part of Wyoming, and certainly not in Laramie. There must have been some reason why this man, close to middle age I would judge, was doing this. But the cultural significance was lost on me. Although, given the reactions of others on the street as they went about their mornings, perhaps not many other understood either.
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