Avui he vist al facebook que sembla que en Patrick Rothfuss és a Barcelona!!! Com m'agradaria trobar-me'l tot passejant... ups sóc a Lleida...
Us passo el que va posar ahir. (no ho tradueixo perquè em costa menys entendre-ho que traduir-ho exactament)
I'm in Barcelona and feeling *very* cosmotolitan.
Why? Well first off, I ordered my dinner all by myself. Which is kind of a big deal if you don't speak the native language. Even better, I had less trouble ordering and making correct change than the drunk guy in front of me.
I'm proud of this. I might be a painfully monolingual American. But I still an less confused than a native-speaking drunk.
Secondly, I was just propositioned by my very first prostitute! Woo! Achievement Unlocked!
I'm honestly thrilled about this. It's never happened to me before, and I find myself oddly flattered.
The language barrier wasn't much of an issue here either. Despite the fact that I didn't speak Spanish, she made it very clear what was on the table. She was very polite too.
I did get a little flustered though. And now that I'm back in my hotel room, I regret not taking more time to talk to her. There are a thousand questions I would have liked to ask, and I would have been more than happy to pay her for her time....
És molt de la broma.