Living in a different country sets you up for all kinds of awkward situations.
Lino, the guy who takes care of our building buzzed me down yesterday saying he wanted some advice. “What in the world???” I thought. I have barely ever talked to him before. He’s really nice, just not the talkative type.
He had a big ole camera. It was old, but really nice. With a big lense and manual zoom and focus and all that complicated stuff. He wanted me to show him how to use it. Here was his reasoning, “This camera is from America and you are from America.” I guess that means I should be an expert.
Well, I took it and said I had to investigarlo (reasearch it). I figured out how to take pictures on it . . . but that’s about it. Now, I don’t know anything about photography, couple that with my very weak Spanish . . . and what do you get??? A red faced gringo trying to explain to this peruvian how to take pictures with a complicated camera. I used the phrase ‘esta cosita’ (this little thingy) a lot!
You made me laugh water through my nose. That was funny.