Rikki left her glasses in her hotel room in Sigonella Italy on the way to Kuwait. She asked if I'd call and get them mailed to her. So I hit Babelfish and see how to say "Hello may I speak to someone in English please" in Italiano. I always hate the loud American screaming the same thing over and over in English thinking the person they're talking to is ignorant. So the call goes like this: Nice lady at desk: "Blah blah blah blah Hotel Sigonella blah blah" Me: "Ciao, Parli por favor Inglese?" Lady: "Yes of course how may I help you?" Me: "My wife left her glasses at your hotel and I was wondering if I could make arrangements to have them mailed back." Lady: "Hey your Italian was pretty good at first where are you from? England?" Me: "Thanks. Atlanta, Georgia." Lady (with Italian accent): "Hey y'all! How y'all doing? How's yer mom and em?" Me: "whaaaaaaaaaaa?" Turns out she not only spoke English very well but some passing tourists (or aircrew) taught her how to speak "Southern"... Awesome. Luckily they did find her specs and they're on the way back here so I can mail them to Rikki...
what did i tell you about taking rednecks to Italy Dont Do it we don't want to infect the rest of the world with em!
LOL...Thats funny. You shoulda said something like "You know ma? Well, WHOOOODOGGY! I'd let you talk to her, but hers and Jimbob's down yonder at tha store picking up some Coke Cola and Pork Chops fer supper!"
I only spoke one language when I traveled: The language of luvvvvvvv... And coincidently I've learned how to say "no" in over 17 languages.
More important than learning "no" is learning all the dirty words the world has to offer. I'll go first; drittsekk. Norwegian for "shitsack."
Mumbled incoherently (and somewhat jokingly) in Riga Latvia: "Your mouth is saying nyet, nyet, nyet but your eyes are saying da, da, da..."
I'm not the one getting around in an MOC (whatever that means) with a few BIG ANTENNAE sticking out the top.