Here's a positive stereotype for you. There's something about people from the UK, (Southern) Ireland, Australia and New Zealand that makes them want to travel. It's almost as if it's in their blood, which isn't that far off from the truth in an historical context.
When I lived in different parts of the US, I ran into people from those countries the most, and strangely enough, they tended to travel in threes. Now, I don't hold any of the negative stereotypes that residents from those areas have against each other, so whenever Aussies came to town it was always a blast (any game we played, it was always "Aussie Rules"). Actually, everyone was a blast, and polite to boot.
It was always impressive when I heard how they came to travel, usually around the world. One trio of girls came from England after saving up for one year. They stopped for several months in, I think it was Malaysia, where they worked at a hotel for some more cash. Then they made their way to Boston, which is where I met them. Another time I was in Seattle, and met more Brits/Scots/Irish/Aussies/Kiwis at the local youth hostel, including the hostel offshore on Vashon Island. They were all good people, and smart travelers. They mostly traveled light, had the cash and the brains to mail all of their souvenirs back home, and never EVER left home without travelers' insurance. There must be some sort of inherent curiosity they possess that overpowers the fear of the alien and unknown.