At this very moment, it's 4:18 a.m., we're sitting in luxurious Springfield-Branson airport, tending our luggage, updating out-of-office replies, and killing time before our 5:50 flight. The flight that will last for the rest of our lives.
[I exaggerate when I'm tired.]
It's finally here. We're finally leaving.
We have so many arts/crafts/kid-o supplies we're practically checking an entire Hobby Lobby.
In preparation for the long trans-globe flight, my iPod is loaded with podcasts from survivalphrases.com. Vietnamese is not a language for the faint of heart (or cheek muscles. seriously, it's a workout.), it's a tonal language, so meanings are governed by sounds.
Such as:
sharp falling tone with a stop
flat tone
no tone at all
(which to my american ears all sound exactly the same)
I tried them out for the first time while running the other day. Only felt slightly crazy practicing phrases out loud to myself. Possibly the most amusing was "please" which sounds a little something like "sin".
"Sin. Sin. Sin."
I also learned hello, goodbye, and where is the bathroom. We're set.
1 comment:
Ahhh! I'm obsessively checking this until I meet up with you...I fear I have missed the establishment of all good phrases and jokes. So save some for later!
katie
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