Odd canvassing experience.

This past Sunday I went up to this area in the far north of the city to canvass with a local unionizing group, to the Indian/Pakistani neighborhood, which also has a fair number of Mexicans, Chinese, and Russians, and a small number of African-Americans.

The organizer I went with had never done door-to-door in that area before, and not only was it a bad day since the weather was so nice out and people weren't home, but also that most addresses on my list were apartments, and it's hard to get people to answer the door if they don't know you, even if they're home and they talk to you over the buzzer.

It made me miss the single-family homes of northwest Indiana... It's so much easier to talk to everyone there, though when the wind blows there, it doesn't smell like curry.