tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805507622920932751.post8012608086642209829..comments2010-03-09T12:59:43.629-08:00Comments on ~*Life's a Beach*~: Getting Kicked out of a BarVeronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02263009619694975189noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805507622920932751.post-38248641808039368962008-10-22T09:20:00.000-07:002008-10-22T09:20:00.000-07:00Your comments about ASL made me laugh. When I was ...Your comments about ASL made me laugh. When I was in Paris I was accosted by a group of African immigrants trying to sell me a bracelet. It was pretty much the only time during my trip that I was a little scared about traveling alone, 'cause I was in a bad neighborhood. Anyway! So after escaping from them, I decided that I would pretend to only speak Spanish. I can totally pass for a Tica (Costa Rican), and what are the chances of African emigrants to Paris knowing Spanish?! Yeah, I'm a genius. So not 20 minutes later I was again accosted, this time by an older man. When he spoke to me (in English) I said, "Lo siento, no comprendo." Hehehe. So he goes, "Ah, espanol." !!! "Solo mira," he said. "No, no gracias senor," I said, and walked on, ignoring him. But the tricky devil! And here I thought I was so clever. Seriously, how many languages do these people speak?!! Sorry for the novel, but hope you at least laughed. ;)Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02691469056028536808noreply@blogger.com