So happy New Year everyone,
As you may know I ended up spending it in Vancouver with my friend Angela and her husband Paul and their adorably cute daughter Katie, as opposed to in Rossland. My flight was cancelled and has again been cancelled 4 times total so far. I am going to take the bus tomorrow if all else fails. Which I hope it doesn't because taking the bus from Vancouver to Trail will really suck.
Any who.........
I just wanted to tell the story about the Crazy French Guy I ran into today at the airport.
So as you may know my flight to Trail has been cancelled a whopping 4 times. Now there are 2 flights per day going to Trail. This particular French Man had been waiting at the airport for the 8am flight, which as of this point had not taken off yet. This you say "not that bad"......well its now 1pm and I have just arrived trying to catch the later flight. We all wait for approx. another hour; remembering that this French Man has been now waiting at the airport for 8 or so hours (this would depend on what time he arrived at the airport to wait for said flight). Now the nice ticket agent lady comes on the PA to announce both flights have been cancelled and we can now come to the ticket agent to rebook/cancel/etc......
At this point French Man turns into Crazy French Man. He starts pacing and shouting the T bomb (you know that really bad french word that is worse than the F bomb x 10).
You are likely wondering how I know this.........short aside: I took an immersion program in Quebec 5 summers ago. I really don't remember much in the form of french language from this experience, but I can tell you that I definatly remember the really bad words (funny how that is huh?).
Anyways,
We are both at the ticket counter at the same time. I am rebooking my flight for 10am tomorrow and he continues on his verbal assault of the ticket agent. It is only when he drops the P bomb that I kinda get a little mad (P bomb = a word much like the C U Next Tuesday). As I cringe, I think he notices that I understand what he has just said. He turned to me to appologize, but really its not my fault or the flight attendants that the flight is cancelled.
Then he turned back into regular French Guy again and I went home.
So If my flight doesn't go out tomorrow its the stinky bus for me.....*tear*
Hope everyone is enjoying the new year.
Alisa
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Funny how languages work, for example, my french sucks, but i do know one phrase that will never come in handy, roughly translated it means "thank you, that is f*ing good chocolate cake", sadly other then that a simple hello, good bye, how are you, and a bunch of other verbs is all i recall from french class,
hell even learning english (australian english) the first and most memorable words arent that nice, i now have an exstensive vocabulary for touching ones self, and calling people homosexual. i.e. you bloody muppet toucher, go route your yarn balls.
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