The Winchesters are not known for leaving the country, that is the United States. They might leave this dimension or this manner of existence (by being dead and brought back by one means or the other), but they have remained on American soil.
 
Their fans, however, are to be found all around the globe, people of different race, colour, religion or culinary preference. A convention will soon be held in Los Angeles (and others will follow in Chicago or Vancouver), and no doubt people from, gosh, all five continents will probably be there to visit, for a couple of days, Planet Winchester.


They might travel in the distinguished company of friends or family who are not familiar with the world of Supernatural. This often shallow or plain silly guide is meant for them – but also for everyone who loves to follow the brothers’ adventures.
  (I found the following pictures all over the www, and of course, copyrights lie with the respected owners.)
 
The Winchesters are goof balls. More or less. When they don’t have to hunt the odd demon or play war with angels and devils, they love a good joke, and they have a strong taste for slap stick, pointy one-liners and singing off key.
 
 
  
They are – prepare for an unknown fact – secret fashionistas who would never settle for a cheap suit, no, dear friends, they always go for the well-cut, flattering design, and they know how fabulous they look in a tux (which comes handy when they have to charm elderly ladies with invitations to exclusive parties or fight monsters of old Hollywood B-Movies).
 
 
 
The Winchesters are economical with the truth. Over the years they have learned to be exactly that. In fact, the lie to each other (and others) for simple reasons: to protect them from the occasional ugly truth. Sometimes they’re just afraid the other might get really mad if he found out the truth, which is mostly quite unappetizing. 
 
 
 
They, or let’s say: Sam knows how to get what he wants – he just gives others he needs to charm the ‘puppy dog thing’, and he is so efficient that even Dean encourages him to do so, because he knows how to make use of one of his brother’s best assets!

 
 
Sam and Dean don’t smile often. In fact, they don’t exactly find many reasons to smile, as their lives are consistently in danger and brushed by tragedy. But – when they do smile, the sun comes up.


 
  
 
Oh, I have to mention, they have a knack for guns (you might just think they’re from Texas)… Their impala’s trunk is loaded with guns of all kinds, rock salt ammunition, holy water (also referred to as  Jesus Juice), and stakes of silver and wood. We haven’t heard yet of wooden bullets, but I wouldn’t be surprised if those were somewhere in that hotchpotch, too.