Tuesday, January 19, 2010

International sunglasses


A few years ago, I was leading a tour through Eastern Europe.
I had about 40 travelers on my bus and we were in Bulgaria. Our trip was going form Ruse to Veliko Tarnovo and Arbanassi, two lovely places filled with history.
When traveling with such a large group, finding toilets for all becomes an issue. We found a good place, at a hotel in Veliko Tarnovo and we have decided to stop there. Good, you’d say…but please bare with me for a while.
You see, whenever you have many ladies in the group, they have to line up at the toilet. This is the moment when I usually step in and solve the problem by guarding the door at the man’s room and let the ladies use that as well.
Good, everything fine so far, except the fact that I had to explain to some local gentleman (in language sign, since I do not speak Bulgarian) that the toilet is unavailable for the moment.
Skipping forward … all the travelers are all onboard, when a lady approaches me with the request to retrieve her sunglasses she forgot in the men’s room. “That’s easy!” I said to myself as I was on my way to the toilet. At the toilet’s entrance, there is a Chinese man standing, blocking my way in. He explains that his wife is inside.
Now, remember, me, the Romanian, in Bulgaria, looking for an American lady’s sunglasses and there is a Chinese man blocking my way.
“Could you please ask her if she can see some sunglasses?” I asked him. “She saw a boy taking the sunglasses” he replied; “that boy over there” he continued pointing a kid in the lobby of the hotel.
So, I went to this boy trying to get back the glasses. The boy is Russian. I am about to faint. Instantly I have decided to ask my Bulgarian colleague for help. The Bulgarian and the Russian languages are somewhat similar.
So now, my Bulgarian colleague went and told the Russian kid that the Chinese man at the toilet saw him taking the American lady’s glasses and the Romanian guy is here to get them.
I cannot explain the face on that poor kid…he immediately gave back the glasses like being afraid not to start an international conflict.
Once back on board, I had to tell the story first.
This is when we decided that those were international sunglasses.

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