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My Awesome homemade lunch
Pasta with mushrooms, leeks, and onions. Full of retirees, retirement homes, pollen, and not much of anything else.
There's really not much to report; being a booooring town begets boring blog entries.
I ate a couple of falafels (2.50 and 2.60 euros each), had a few kinder buenos (almost my favorite candy bar), and I spent two hours today walking to and returning from the grocery store. I made myself lunch with the food that I hauled home, and then I read up on German grammar.
And of course I can find things to complain about, even if-when a town is boring.
I am getting rather annoyed at the over-friendly attempts of some of the folks here to acknowledge me, in what they believe to be 'my native language'. Wtf, several times now I have been walking around, getting into a store, sitting on a park bench talking on my cellphone, and someone would yell out to me
(pardon my bad spelling)
"ko nee chi wah!"
or
"knee how ma?!"
I mean, what should I do in situations like that, be glad they chose to acknowledge my Asian-ness and smile and say ko-nee-chi-wah back? I
don't know about the Japanese greeting, but I don't ever recall a Chinese person (in Taiwan or the US) ever greeting me with knee-how-ma. That's such a stupid saying, only retardo white* folks who asked their Chinese friends to teach them how to say 'how are you' in Chinese would say it.
And on two of the occasions the greeting yellers had been men of Middle Eastern origin, I don't know exactly where, but I doubt they would've appreciated my attempt at greeting them had I yelled back
Allah Akbar!!
So that's my mini rant. I hate lame people.
*turns out you don't have to be a retardo white guy to say knee how ma, you can be any kind of retardo!
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