28 January 2012
Categories: From the rep's diary |
Pole, pole – says a German woman working in Spain for his co-workers, Pole (that is, to me :) I do not mean its not a man of Polish nationality (Pole This German Pole), nor a piece of land, which is grown vegetables or grain (I do not think I need to explain, which means pole in Polish).
German woman calms Pole, that there is no hurry. Of course, while in Spain, doing it in… swahili. Well, work in an international company undertakes.

It's been two weeks since I recently came to Majorca, I had the opportunity to talk and now in six languages. Goes an average of almost one language for two days. German, Spanish, Polish, English, Bulgarian and Swahili.
Since it is difficult to escape the German. I work in German, the German company, with me alone, Germany. I just look like a Spaniard (incidentally in Portugal took me all the Portugalkę, and in Bulgaria - the Bulgarian), So when German tourists come up to me, while waiting for them behind the counter, to send them to the bus, not once heard uttered with some hesitation question They speak German?
I'm learning Spanish. Theoretically and practically. Theoretically - in the evenings with a book. Practically - every possible moment. Bus drivers are already talking to me without any preferential treatment in the form no-free-and-you-once-no-you-the-wind and da-tion-words. We went outside already too schematic many people miss?, expected here or in the car? or two people go private i can go, thanks! – that is, the standard questions about, How many people are missing, where the driver waits for the guests, information about how many people have decided to permit private transfer and left the driver at the airport to hotels. Sometimes, just to help me English, but I try to avoid it. Although not always possible.
Shark! – shouted to me from no, Nico out of the blue, one of the drivers, when we were waiting for the first passenger. But, that every shark? At the airport? In Storage? Do you like? At this point he took out a leaflet advertising the Nico the local aquarium and began to tell me, as it is interesting, by a thin glass because you can see a shark up close. With sharp teeth! Not, shark as it is called in Spanish – I answered him, counting on, that I learn a new word in Spanish. Nico did not know. It is not a Bulgarian and also speaks Spanish perfectly - though so much better than me.
With the help of Anna came to us, if I'm not mistaken Dutch woman living in Spain for several years. The shark – suggested to. With Nico talking in Spanish, but is always welcome in Bulgarian, that is accompanying me until recently, every day Zdrasti! Kak's? In addition to Nico at the airport operates several other drivers from Bulgaria. Every z NICH, Dido, convinces me, that the same population of about Mallorca 6 one thousand Bulgarians, who have come here for bread. Dido also argues, that the Mediterranean is much nicer than The Black Sea, but not entirely agree with him.
At the airport I work not only with drivers. There are also friends of the agency, which at first did not know, I come from. Girls help m.in. in such a way, that enter the arrivals hall, and now with belts, where luggage is collected, search for our guests. How will, to inform us about it by shortwave, possibly giving some extra information, np. that someone is in a wheelchair, with a dog or with a bicycle. Recently they came to Polish customers flying on holiday to Germany. Francine, sending them to us to position, asked jokes, if by chance any of us do not speak Polish. Na co Sandra, being together with me to change it reported, that yes, one of us is fluent in Polish. Francine was a nice surprise, and delighted guests, although at the airport that can get along. Full service!
Today too funny. He walks up to me, family is, parents and fifteen year old daughter so somewhere. Girl tries to Spanish, but it is not quite go. It is responsible, that there is no problem, I also speak German. At this point, the terror in her eyes, parents look at each other. Finally, one says something to another. In Polish. A good day, I booked a hotel state? They're even more surprised. I told, że full service?
No Swahili has ten? Swahili Sandra began to teach me when we were already in good spirits after the sangria. Sandra, of whom now work in Majorca, spent the winter 2010 in Kenya, where I caught a few basic phrases in this language. And that the Spanish approach to life is somewhat similar to that in Kenya, or such morning what pole, pole, we reached the conclusion that, stress that if we tell ourselves hakuna matata and you will no problem!
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I did not know that you know so many languages :P
“you know” in some cases a little too much said. But the list still dopisalabym
- Portuguese – I understand a little and say umoiem “good day” :)
- Russian – I can decipher bukwy
- Japanese, Italian – I know how to count to ten
- French – I can count to three and ask “want to…”
:)))
More 2-3 seasons, and you spoke in Chinese :-)
This is nicely, not enough, that almost a hundred languages, that's the beauty you adjust to any environment :) You picked a perfect job for you :)
I always thought, to be liking it, what's doing ;)
The three most beautiful things in this profession :
- language learning
- learning new, interesting people
- these views… :))
as for my dream job.
envy and wish you a pleasant stay :)
I envy the opportunities to learn languages. It's cool how you can adjust to the ambient language.
languages much easier to travel, although their lack of travel certainly does not prevent :)
I now have easy, but usually going to a country trying to learn even a few basic words – lokalesi respond positively to :)