One of our favorite parts of the trip was the market in Caan on Sunday AM. European cities are famous for these on weekends and maybe one day during the week. The photo with my wife above is just outside our hotel.
We were hungry and ran into a guy who was making Ol gratin potatoes. We got some in a bowl to share. But the guy didn't have a spoon. So I thought, "Wait a minute, our hotel has a restaurant, I'll borrow one from them." I said to my wife, "I'll be back." I went to our restaurant and tried to tell the waitress that we are staying in the hotel, I need a spoon. She didn't know hardly any English. She looked at me for a moment, I said please with a pitiful look on my face, and she gave me one. I ran back to pam with a spoon. She asked how I did it, I answered sign language! They were the best potatoes we've tasted.
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