One of the things I find most frustrating about living over seas is the language barrier. I hate that I expect everyone to be able to communicate fluently in English but I also don't have the drive to fluently learn the native tongue (if I could be a multilingual person I totally would, but my brain only operates in English and broken Spanish). Often I wish that I could time travel back to the Tower of Babel, keep that event from happening, and then we'd all speak just one language again. But unfortunately time travel is not successful yet, so that's out and language barriers are in.
For some reason I'm finding the German language barrier made out of a few more layers of cinder blocks than others I've encountered. That may be due to the fact that for some really strange and unknown reason my version of German is actually Spanish, but that's just me and probably has to do with the fact that I've spent so much time in Latin countries. Therefore I have learned not to speak, because people understand Spanish far less than English.
After a long day with the language barrier the other day my mom and I decided we wanted a taste of America and searched out the McDonald's just outside the mall (I hardly ever eat Mickey D's so this was kinda strange). As we gazed the menu, still confused, a kind little cashier called us over to her. When she started to speak to us in English (it doesn't take long to figure out we don't speak German) a huge sigh of relief swept over me - she was Filipino and spoke perfect English! I had never been so happy to venture into McDonald's and have a conversation with someone other than my family who spoke English. So thanks for that Mickey D's!
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| The tastiest McDonald's meal we've ever had! |
More European adventures to come! It's finally warm and sunny here (:
xoxo,
Abby
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