Although, I lived in Japan for a year, I can't say I can speak fluent Japanese at all. Towards the end of my stay, my sister came to visit me for a month and we had great adventures. The first night she arrived we went to a small Japanese restaurant near my apartment. We could read the menu and my sister said the spinach dish looked really good, so I told the waitress I would like to get 1 order of the spinach dish. She said something in Japanese to us and then I looked at the menu and thought that looks really good, so I changed my request to two orders. The waitress gave me a very strange look and spoke in Japanese again. I then realized what she had said originally, was they were out of the spinach dish and I had just said, "ok, I'll take two orders".
Along those lines, my sister and I went to a restaurant and sat down in a booth. We looked at the menus and were ready to order. A woman came over and I gave our order. She said something to me in Japanese. I then restated my orders and she gave me this odd look. I finally realized she was telling us we needed to pay first and then we could be seated!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
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