When I visited Egypt, my flamboyantly gay chain smoking guide had a similar experience. He tried to dissuade me from climbing up "Moses Mountain", as it was locally known.
Him: I tried it once, about a year ago. I was showing some healthy mexican girls around, and they decided to climb. But it was so steep, and they just kept walking! After a few hours of pain I just stopped, and shivered on the side of the mountain. It was the worst day of my life.
Me: Sounds awesome. Only 50 egyptian pounds?
Him: It wasn't awesome. I don't recommend it. I'll sleep in the van.
Michael Lewis didn't enjoy Solomon Brothers, just as my guide didn't enjoy a 3 hour stroll up a 1500m hill. Both assumed that an accurate description of the experience would dissuade others. Both simply failed to appreciate the diversity of human preferences.
Him: I tried it once, about a year ago. I was showing some healthy mexican girls around, and they decided to climb. But it was so steep, and they just kept walking! After a few hours of pain I just stopped, and shivered on the side of the mountain. It was the worst day of my life.
Me: Sounds awesome. Only 50 egyptian pounds?
Him: It wasn't awesome. I don't recommend it. I'll sleep in the van.
Michael Lewis didn't enjoy Solomon Brothers, just as my guide didn't enjoy a 3 hour stroll up a 1500m hill. Both assumed that an accurate description of the experience would dissuade others. Both simply failed to appreciate the diversity of human preferences.