I learned a lot about assumptions the first time I ever came to your lovely city. I was trying to make my way to a friend's residence and stopped in a cafe after a very long flight for something to eat. As I was struggling out the door with my luggage a man jumped up out of his seat toward me, which resulted in my pressing myself flat against the wall with a death grip on my purse, with a pulse rate of about 150. He got up to get the door for me.