From England to Italy to France and back to England again --- after three weeks, I'm not sure which language I'm supposed to use when I need to say something to a stranger. Passing people on the street or addressing a sales assistant in a store, I almost said
excusez-moi several times today. I did not have the instinct to say
buongiorno to anyone, but
buono sera almost slipped out once.
It would be nice to recount my trip, but I feel I need to process it first --- literally, in terms of the 1,267 images I've just downloaded, and metaphorically, in terms of thinking things through.
The words get stuck in my throat, I wrote tentatively in a draft blog post a few days ago; true enough, that post hasn't been finished.
More later.
Labels: Travel babble
4 Comments:
"Oy"
I see your Singlish is improving!
I was going to comment 'oy', but howard beat me to it; next best: 'sorry sorry'.
Eh, enjoy your sojourn - even if you've just come back from one. I can see why you're too occupied to work on a certain chinese-person-memorial-project ; )
- limegreenspyda (long time no comment!)
Yes, a dissertation must be written in the next 8 weeks, by hook or by crook.
I'm intrigued by your last comment. Email me!
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