Crocodile Dundee visited the United States.
He liked New York
But not Maine
He liked Colorado
But not Wisconsin
He liked Nevada
But not Chicago
He liked Dallas
But not Michigan
How did he feel about Idaho?
i really can't provide one at the moment tomk, that bloody nevada keeps screwing up my calculations,
i've tried odd/even numbers for vowels/consonant, numbering the letters from 1-26 and vice/versa etc and keep hitting a brick wall with at least one place name not meeting the logical conclusion of even or odd that would prove my calculations, adding/multiplying/minus the number of letters in the name etc,etc.
so only thing i can say is both maine and idaho have the same vowel/consonant ratio and he dislikes main so should dislike idaho.
the reality is you only asked
How did he feel about Idaho?
and i answered disliked.
only give up on finding the logical reason for now tho, will have another look later when my brains a bit less fuzzy.
Seeing as how you seem to be the only one playing along… I'll give you a hint. The answer is much simpler than you're making it.
(I know. That's not much of a hint. the solutions is always deceptively simple when you already know the answer. )
It is true that he doesn't like Idaho. However, the "reason" he feels this way has not been sussed out.
No map required (Terry…. you couldn't possibly be worse at geography than I am. I could figure out where Australia is on a map… but doubt I could find England).
No calculation required.
Uhm…. not all of those names are states - welcome to the club chrissy72. You are apparently as geographically challenged as Terry and I.
Be that as it may… he doesn't like Idaho because he doesn't like places with the letter I in their names.
I realized I picked a poor name for our protagonist, after I'd posted the question. Obviously Australia has an I in it and I think that Crocodile Dundee likes Australia. Maybe his rule only applies north of the equator.
Hey Tomk, terry and chrissy. I think I should apply to join your 'geographically challenged' club as well.
I was really glad when the car sat-navs came out. Because, to quote a phrase, I couldn't find my own butt in the dark with both hands and a flashlight. It is so ridiculous that I sometimes wonder if I might be very mildly autistic or something. A bit like a poor man's version of Rain Man. The reason I say this is because I am pretty good at things like math and logic problems; but, for some reason, routes to places just don't stick in my brain. Before my eldest son was old enough to drive, I sometimes used to take him to work at a place about 15 miles from where we lived, then one of his friends would bring him home later. I must have taken him there at least ten times. But, one time, his friend couldn't bring him home and he asked me to come and pick him up - and I couldn't find the place. I had to phone him and ask for directions from a lay-by that I pulled in to. The bizarre thing was, when I used to take my son to work, I had no trouble finding my way back on my own, but I couldn't find my way there on my own.
I also had another ridiculous one when it did take me absolutely ages to find my way home again. Many years ago, a friend of mine asked me to take him to a place called Wotton-under-Edge, about 25 miles from where I lived at the time, because he and a few others were leaving from there to go and see a band in London or something. Anyway, I drove him there, then turned around and started to drive home. I then drove for about twenty miles, and ended up driving back in to Wotton-under-Edge again from the opposite direction that I entered it before. I eventually managed to find my way home again about an hour later. I seem to be OK within a radius of about 10 miles from home. But, beyond that, unless the route is completely obvious, my direction finding definitely goes a bit haywire.
The tables are turned now though. I recently (sort of) retired from work because of osteoarthritis and I handed over the day to day running of my business to my two sons. My osteoarthritis is not really so bad that I can't drive my own car any more. But sometimes I play on it a bit. And, if I want to go somewhere, I make one of my sons take me there and pick me up again afterwards. So I got my revenge in the end. lol.
@Achamian,
You and I are on two separate committees in the club.
I can't hardly figure out what continent a given country is located on, but I seldom get lost. Driving, flying, or on foot… I tend to know where I am and where I am going. You can drive me around a circuitous route, blindfolded, and drop me in the wilderness… and I might beat you back to camp. When I was going through flight training I had instructors put me "under the hood", fly me around for awhile, then hand me a chart and ask me to point to where we are. I usually could guess within 10 miles or so. With the hood off looking out the window… I could usually place us within a mile, prior to verifying with any instruments. If I've ever driven to a place… I can find it again even if approaching from the opposite direction. After a hunting trip when I was in High school, I found that I was missing a box of shells out of my saddlebags. I did not return to that area for 7 or 8 years, and was able to hike down in to that canyon, returning to the spot where I remembered opening my bags to get a snack (apple, candybar… whatever) and retrieved my cartridges (luckily, I had them in a plastic case).
But ask me where Latvia is… and I can fairly confidently say it is in either Europe or Asia. Wales… I believe is in Europe somewhere around England, which I think is near Spain and/or France - or so I think I've heard. My daughter had a exchange student from Belgium stay with us for awhile. She's been back to visit. She's told me various things about her country… probably even tried to tell me where it is… I'm pretty sure it's in Europe. To me that means it is north of Africa.
oops missed Nevada
need to go look into it a bit more.
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I realized I picked a poor name for our protagonist, after I'd posted the question. Obviously Australia has an I in it and I think that Crocodile Dundee likes Australia. Maybe his rule only applies north of the equator. 
you were right tomk, i couldn't see the wood because of the trees.