You know how you go visit a city and you come back, raving about it and keep telling all your friends that "the people there are great". What do you think of that?
I think what you really mean is that during your trip you met a couple of really remarkable people and got tricked into thinking that everyone else must be like them. My sister, for example, is the kind of person that can turn any old place into a house of love and laughter. So can Leigh Johnson. So can my husband and some other friends. But the whole "people are great" thing... I don't buy it.
Convince me otherwise.