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June 09, 2008

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jamie

Foreign foot in mouth disease is actually a lifelong affliction for me...

Consider:

http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/yes-we-have-no-bananas/

Marilyn Terrell

Love your garlic story, Jamie! Reminds me of when I lived with a family in Brussels one summer and innocently asked my hostess what I thought was "How often do you shop for groceries?" She smiled indulgently and explained that I had just asked her how often she made love. Oops!

jamie

Well, at least you were trying to make conversation. Right?

Kristen Gunderson

Very funny garlic story, Jamie! I laughed out loud the whole time I read it. I had a similar first encounter with the French produce procedure when I moved to Nice for a year. I too was saved by a friendly stranger, but as I spoke fairly good French at the time, my experience was probably a bit smoother. Thanks for the entertaining story!

Rae

This is really funny, and I've definitely been experiencing some funny translations while living and traveling abroad. Check out this funny video on italki.com - total 'lost in translation moment'...

http://www.italki.com/knowledge/contribution-italki+Video+-+French+Errors.htm

enjoy!

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