Ill Communication

It's been a few weeks, now, and we're starting to get acclimated to life in Bulgaria.  Combined, Anne and Mark have probably learned about 10 words of Bulgarian (this language is HARD), which is not very impressive.  However, many people here speak English, which makes it much easier for us to get along.  That being said, the communication here (even in English) takes a little getting used to.  For example, in the United States, we might enjoy some delicious Nacho Cheese or Cool Ranch Doritos.  Here, we have "Hot Corn" flavor.

"Corn chip with hot pepper flavor."

So that's a difference that is pretty easy to deal with. There are others of this nature.  For example, instead of creamy peanut butter we have "Smoothy" and instead of "Mr. Clean" we have "Mr. Proper."



















Ok, we're citizens of the world, we can figure this out.  So far, so good.  But it hasn't all been smooth sailing.  There are some things that have been a little more difficult to decipher.  For example:

Don Draper not allowed?

This sign is actually hanging in the building in which we work.  As far as we can figure, it bans fedoras or KGB agents (or both).

Then we have this one, which was outside of a convenience store

Clearly, the bottom one is no smoking.  The top one appears to ban "Spuds Mackenzie" (the Bud Light spokesdog of the 1980s - yeah, I'll go that far back for a reference, so what?) but that middle one.... looks like a croissant.  I'm guessing this store does not serve the French?

And finally, we have this.  I think it's coffee, but... come on.

Heh, heh.