Whenever I travel, I am asked..."Where are you from?"
(Single, older women do not travel alone in this part of the world)
This trip made me laugh several times...
- One lady said I was "Italian"
- I told her I was from Albania, she continued to speak Italian to me...?
- The hotel owner where I was staying, said I was "German"
- Well....I do have some German heritage on my dad's side of the family.
- Here I am in Macedonia...and they speak German to me?
- One server asked me if I was from "Poland"...
- The weather was cold, rainy, high of 60 and winds.
- I was in a light t-shirt, capri pants, and sandals
- Everyone else was in long pants, sweaters and coats!
- One man asked me if I was from "Australia"
- maybe because of the hat I was wearing?
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I guess after 11 years of living in the Balkans, Kosova and Albania, I no longer look "American"...???
But... when I tell people that I am "American"...they don't believe me.
I am thankful that "hand gestures" and pointing work well for communication...! ;-)
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