I was in a restaurant in New York when someone was shot on the other side of the road, the rest of the diners barely flinched. In Arizona, we were sitting outside on a friends front porch when there was gunfire in the distance and two rounds were heard to pass though the area before police arrived and all hell broke loose, so we went inside. Later in Tucson, we were coming out of a club when a low rider drove by and the driver was gesturing out of the door with an AR15 looking gun draped down the side of the car, that might have had something to do with my American host making loud remarks about Latin Americans. Later, they took up us into the Yellow Mountains sightseeing but he brought along a 9mm and an Ar15 so "we can shoot some beer cans boy". On the way back, the Ford Explorer we were in decided it didn't like its left rear tyre being on the rim (this was 1994) and the thing rolled sideways down the road three times. When the Police turned up, one of them said "you been having fun shoot-in up here"...