The first leg of our trip from Paris to Bressuire was via a bus, destined for Portugal. We'd obviously alight prior to Portugal, but it meant that our bus was full of middle aged Portugese. We managed to nab a seat together, a few rows from the front. Unbeknownst to us, these were apparently the most sought-after seats on the bus. We had an elderly couple approach us at the first 'comfort stop', trying to speak to us in Portugese. We explained that we didn't understand Portugese (or French for that matter) yet they continued to gabber away at us in Portugese, making some kind of gestures implying that the wife had a heart condition. We stood there for about 5 minutes, just looking blankly at them until the bus driver approached and explained to them
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