#1
A young mother and father come into the café with their cute little baby. The woman starts breastfeeding. The man's friend enters the café after about fifteen minutes, and he and the father exchange a brief conversation. The two men get up and leave with the baby carriage. The woman then gets up and continues to breastfeed while following them out of the café.
Walking while breastfeeding is a skill I never had.
#2
So far, I have failed to find a good cup of tea. After searching for two hours, I found one that at least offered tea. The menu was heavy with green and matcha. There were only two black tea choices: with milk (con leche) and Americano. Since I couldn't imagine what Americano would be, I opted for tea and milk.
This turns out to be warm milk with some tea dust floating around. No tea leaves or tea bag in sight. No use of boiling water in the process. Definitely an acquired taste.
#3
No one here seems to speak English. They smile shyly and speak Spanish slowly. Occasionally, they give one-word sentences a try: "card", "here" (when seating in a restaurant), or "sorry" and a shake of their head (when asked if they speak English). It doesn't matter if the person is young or old. All are universally living in a world where Spanish is a given.
Last night, while trying to order wine, the waiter did not know whether the wine was "dry." He did not suggest asking his colleague. Instead, "don't understand" in Spanish was his response.
A young mother and father come into the café with their cute little baby. The woman starts breastfeeding. The man's friend enters the café after about fifteen minutes, and he and the father exchange a brief conversation. The two men get up and leave with the baby carriage. The woman then gets up and continues to breastfeed while following them out of the café.
Walking while breastfeeding is a skill I never had.
#2
So far, I have failed to find a good cup of tea. After searching for two hours, I found one that at least offered tea. The menu was heavy with green and matcha. There were only two black tea choices: with milk (con leche) and Americano. Since I couldn't imagine what Americano would be, I opted for tea and milk.
This turns out to be warm milk with some tea dust floating around. No tea leaves or tea bag in sight. No use of boiling water in the process. Definitely an acquired taste.
#3
No one here seems to speak English. They smile shyly and speak Spanish slowly. Occasionally, they give one-word sentences a try: "card", "here" (when seating in a restaurant), or "sorry" and a shake of their head (when asked if they speak English). It doesn't matter if the person is young or old. All are universally living in a world where Spanish is a given.
Last night, while trying to order wine, the waiter did not know whether the wine was "dry." He did not suggest asking his colleague. Instead, "don't understand" in Spanish was his response.
Whether driving taxis, working in shops, or cafés, there are only people speaking Spanish. And truthfully, I have only heard a smattering of people speaking other languages. So, I dug out my Google translator and smatterings of words from my early years in Caracas, and did the best I could . What fun!
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