I need to get out more…

February 26, 2011

Conversation between me and taxi driver.

The taxi driver bobs his head in greeting, flashing a beautiful expanse of pearly teeth set in sharp contrast to his cocoa coloured skin.

Taxi driver: Ayr yu wint ga ta aerie?

Me [confused and hesitant]: Um… Pardon?

Taxi driver [smile fading]: Ayr yu wint ga ta aerie? Yi no, dun bi the beel tore?

Long pause.

Me: I’m sorry. I didn’t understand a word you said. I would like to go to the Ferries down by the Bell Tower.

Taxi driver [eyes rolling]: Yah! Das wut I aksed yu. Yi wint ga ta aerie dun bi the beel tore!?

Me: Of course that’s what you said. Sorry.

[Oh boy]