Travelers speak:
In taxis, buses, trains, airplanes, bus stations, airports and down on the corner.
Indianapolis Weir Cook, "Sad about the Colts, Gonna meet 'em anyway?"
San Jose Juan Santamaria, "Honey, could you watch my bags while I run to the potty?" in Spanish of course.
Chicago O'Hare, "Let me hold the baby, Honey, while you eat your burrito. He'll be fine."
Chicago O'Hare, Man sitting next to the baby, soto voce, "And maybe he'll shut the hell up!"
Atlanta MARTA, "Piss on him. I'm not gonna call him back."
Atlanta Hartsfield, "Get in that line. Get in that line! Get in that line!!!"
Berlin, "Jeremy, if you spit at that lady one more time, I will just leave you here in this airport for the rest of you life."
Budapest Ferihegy airport, "megtesszük nem szeret külföldie"
Train from Berlin to Budapest, "Möchten Sie mein halbes Sandwich?"
I'm tired now. I need to pack some books. Maybe I'll add more later. I'll make notes this time instead of reading magazines.
2 comments:
Bon Voyage!
Merci.
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