Communication Breakdown


I don’t speak any other languages, so visiting mainland Europe is always interesting.

Yesterday we got back from a few days in Naples, Italy. We visited the ancient Roman cities of Pompeii and Herculaneum, which were buried by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79AD.

Our guide was excellent, even though his English was different to ours. His version of English could be described as more of a ‘pigeon’ or ‘broken’. It didn’t help that he was dealing with an international audience. I’m from the north, Julie is a New Zealander and we were with a family of Australians.

At one point, he stopped, pointed to a hole in the middle of a Roman street and said something in Italglish that made us all frown, smile politely and tilt our heads to one side. He sighed and said, “Dis, eer…. is for da… ow you say…? shit”. It was an old Roman sewer.

Nothing lost in translation there, he was speaking a language we could all understand.

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