September 8, 2008

Eggs need not be refrigerated.

I walked around a bit today. Just to familiarize myself with the city a little more, and feel immersed into city life. Like walking very quickly, repeatedly almost getting hit by cars and bikes, getting shoved out of the way, holding your purse closely, being molested by random men's eyes, I think I was barked at as well. All the good things about the city.

I ended my journey in St. Stephens Green to read. An old man sat next to me and engaged me in conversation. He was a very friendly old man who had traveled a lot and lived in Scottsdale for a while. His son is an astronomer and his daughter speaks spanish. We talked for an hour and thats all I gathered from the conversation. This is how he sounded to me: fdski ldfisafdn dksalifsdafdkls. He was speaking english, I know he was. He would smile and laugh, so I would laugh. Depending on his vocal pattern I would make noises of agreement or disagreement. He invited to to go to a pub and get a beer. Pretty sure he had already been there. The best part was he wanted to go to TGI Fridays. He spoke of it like I had no idea what it was. Clearly he didn't know it was American. He thought I'd get along with some Swedish guy.. who was in his 40's. I declined his offer, and went home.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey Karlene! We're loving your blog. Sounds like you're having a great time. The girls miss you. Stay safe.

jeff

Melissa said...

I can't believe you passed up an invitation to T.G.I. Friday's! I didn't realize what a big shot you have become.