Lost in Translation
I'm in Vietnam at the moment doing a visa run. Ho Chi Minh City / Saigon to be exact.
Our first night here we wandered around the hotel looking for a place to have a drink or two. We're not in the tourist area of town so we did quite a bit of walking before we found a place that looked like it had some pool going on.
We walked in and they were playing on snooker tables. But the snooker tables had no pockets and they were all playing with 3 balls. I asked the manager if there was someplace that had 8-ball and he gave me directions down some side soi.
Showed up there and the place was all Vietnamese guys playing pool. A few women racked balls and served drinks. Not BKK style or anything. More like a neighborhood bar.
So when we walk in the girls try to show us to a table but they immediately start speaking to Ked in Vietnamese. She hasn't got a clue what they're saying.
No matter how much I try to give the order for both of us the girls keep speaking to Ked in Vietnamese. She just looks at me. I look at her and laugh.
Finally, Ked says "2 Heinekens, please." The girls stop dead in their tracks. In fact, it seems like everyone has turned around to look. I look at the girl and say "She's Thai." The girl yells out to everyone something in Vietnamese which I assume is "She's Thai" because I heard "Thailand" in the commotion.
We also had a similar experience today down near Reunification Palace. We got a water from a street vendor and this old woman starts yapping away at Ked like they've known each other for years. She even motions to me with her eyes and from the body language the best I can tell she was saying something along the lines of "Ahh, you got yourself a foreigner."
Ked's just starting at her blankly. Finally I say "She's Thai." I thought the old lady was going to have a heart attack.
Lesson: Never judge a book by it's cover :-)
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