Excellent point. I'm reminded of (one of the myriad reasons) why my mom moved away from the tiny town of her childhood: she couldn't stand the thought that I would experience no more of a cultural life than drinking beer and snowmobiling.

She's never said that she doesn't understand all the aspects of cultural life I picked up instead (I think she was planning on museums and symphonies, and yes, I do those things, too), but she doesn't. And yet, we're both quite glad that that our lives are not limited to beer and snowmobiling.

The family she left behind in this town doesn't get it at all, however.