Che tempo, my friends!
October 15, 2008
Whilst searching for the Italian word for breakfast in my phrase book I kept stumbling on a chapter called ‘Making Friends’. Alas, most of these phrases would make even the blandest of tourists seem utterly deranged. Atop the list was the statement “What weather!”, or “Che tempo!” (presumably applicable to weather both foul and favourable.)
Ah, it made me laugh … the image of me strolling across the Venisian canals, declaring to all and sundry “Che tempo, my friends, che tempo!” Somehow I doubt I would make friends as the phrase book promised. I would likely end up at the bottom of a canal.
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November 18th, 2008 at 10:49 pm
Very amusing. Where to next?
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