Ok, I’ve been (don’t laugh) listening to one of those ‘teach yourself a language’ cds. And no, I don’t mean French, I’m a bit beyond learning how to ask directions merci beaucoup! It’s Italian.
It’s actually surprisingly easy to understand (when it’s written down at least) after having learnt French.
Anyway, that’s not what I was going to say…
One of the tracks is about ‘going to the airport’ (this cd will make you a great tourist, seriously…) and every time I hear it, my thoughts go exactly the same way without fail… ahh I’m such a child…
Woman: ‘Può chiamami un taxi?’
Man (repeats phrase in English) : ‘Could you call me a taxi?’
Me: ‘YOU’RE A TAXI!’
I promise to never grow up….
