Ambiguity
JJ and I had a reasonably surreal experience today. We were at a cafe, chatting, as we do, and discussing the trip to Thailand. It's a country where you take off your shoes before you go into someone's house. So we were talking about getting sandals or flip-flops because it'll make it all easier, and it's the hottest time of the year over there.
Of course, as we're both Aussie girls at heart, we called them thongs. Just two girls talking about getting thongs because they're so easy to take off, which we'll be doing a lot of, and because it's so hot... totally oblivious to the two boys at the next table whose eyes were popping out of their heads!
So, of course, as we were clearly brazen hussies, they tried to pick us up. Wow they were disappointed to learn we were talking about shoes. And that we're a couple, with the usual necessary follow up, interrupting them about to suggest something with, "no, we're real lesbians, I'm afraid."
They were nice enough boys though, and we had a pleasant conversation. You have to love language differences; it's one of the great things about travelling.
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I just wish I wasn't so nervous about this trip. I know it'll be fine, but I can't stop the butterflies somehow. I've travelled a great deal (though never to that region), and I've undertaken this kind of job before, and everything looks great and fine. I just can't shake having a bad feeling about it, like a premonition. Maybe it's because it feels like we're moving, away from Emmy. We'll most likely come back to Australia for a bit, and who knows when we'll be back.
Oh, well, I'll be brave! Onwards to the future!
Of course, as we're both Aussie girls at heart, we called them thongs. Just two girls talking about getting thongs because they're so easy to take off, which we'll be doing a lot of, and because it's so hot... totally oblivious to the two boys at the next table whose eyes were popping out of their heads!
So, of course, as we were clearly brazen hussies, they tried to pick us up. Wow they were disappointed to learn we were talking about shoes. And that we're a couple, with the usual necessary follow up, interrupting them about to suggest something with, "no, we're real lesbians, I'm afraid."
They were nice enough boys though, and we had a pleasant conversation. You have to love language differences; it's one of the great things about travelling.
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I just wish I wasn't so nervous about this trip. I know it'll be fine, but I can't stop the butterflies somehow. I've travelled a great deal (though never to that region), and I've undertaken this kind of job before, and everything looks great and fine. I just can't shake having a bad feeling about it, like a premonition. Maybe it's because it feels like we're moving, away from Emmy. We'll most likely come back to Australia for a bit, and who knows when we'll be back.
Oh, well, I'll be brave! Onwards to the future!