First, before I forget, happy Stonewall Day to you all. I hope your riots were fun and productive!
Yes, in less than two days a jet will leave Portland International Airport en route to an exotic destination. Okay, that isn’t exactly the truth, as that plane will land in Seattle, where there will be a connection available that departs for Reykjavik. And from there, Paris, Avignon, Carcassonne and Lourdes. Dare I say ‘a dream vacation’.
I have learned some key phrases for the trip.
“Une coupe de champagne, s’il vous plaît”. It translates to, “Give me some champagne now, and no one gets hurt.”
“Excusez-moi, mais parlez vous englais, porquoi je ne comprend pas quand vous dit?” It translates to, “Dude, speak English and we gonna get along just fine. Keep speaking in tongues and we gonna have an issue or two.”
“Spreekt u het Nederlands?” It translates to, “If you can speak Dutch, we can chat for hour about the five boys jumping off the table. ‘Vijf youngen springen op de tafel’ or something like that.” It is designed for very specialized conversations.
“I won’t go home, I won’t go home. You can’t make me.” That one is pretty much universal. But it comes later.
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