I was on a trip --to Europe-- I think, and at some point I gazed at a near-by restaurant at a group of germans. My first thought was: "Hey, they're germans. I gotta talk to them".
So I walked to their table.
And then I thought: "Wait a minute, they're germans, they don't speak spanish. Hmmm, english is not their native language either, is it?. So it's gotta be something weird...think weird...weird".
And after much thinking I just looked at them and said....
"Quelle heure est il?". (¿?)
They looked at me with these shocked faces, and then I got it. "Oh, damn, that's french. I don't speak german. Well, english will have to do". And I stayed there talking to them in english.
What I find amusing about this dream is, if you had ask me the day before how to ask for the time in french, I wouldn't have remembered. Subconscious memory is pretty cool :).
