I Just Want A Coffee

Every morning I look forward to a big cup of coffee. When I was in university, my mom used to have a pot of coffee waiting for me in the morning. I would get off the water at around 7am. The sun would rise in the east over the Toronto skyline. We would hang our oars, stow our boat and then I would drive home for a warm bath, a pot of coffee and a chat with my mom.

Coffee is sacred.

Up until about Hungary, I had tied to respect each barista by attempting to order my coffee in their official language. But then it got too hard. So adaptably, I sorted out that if you make a sad face and point to the coffee machine, it is universally understood that you need some of that good stuff.

As I touch down in New Zealand, I remark the it is the first English-speaking country that I have visited in over two and a half months. I am back on the grid! I can use my words instead of using pathetic monkey-like gestures to be served.

I walk up to the coffee shop counter…

Me: “I’ll have a large coffee, please.”
Barista: “A fleaat wheeaait?” (Flat white)
Me: “Kaaw-feee.”
Barista: “Fleaat wheaait?”
Me. “Kaaw-feee.”
Barista: “Fleaat wheaait?”
Me: “Coffee?”
Barista: “Fleeat wheaait?”
Me: “Yes.”
Barista: “That will be ten dollars.”
Me: ?! 😮


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Elyse Kishimoto is a regular girl with an extraordinary sense of adventure. She's done everything from hiking up volcanoes in Iceland at midnight, to sitting down to dinner with royalty. She's climbed Mt Fuji and the Great Wall of China in the same week, and explored the lost glowworm caves in New Zealand. You never know where her next story is going to come from, but you can be sure that it will be packed full of fun! After spending years reading her favourite classic novels to her students, Elyse is excited to publish her second action/ adventure novel, Sky Watchers in the popular series, The Dining and Social Club for Time Travellers. www.thetimetravellersclub.com

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