I had a great conversation with a man living in Tuscany. When I found out he had a 18 year son, we had no lags in the conversation. I was able to teach him many phrases and new vocabulary like "leave me alone!", "out of touch!", "hope something clicks in his brain", "not good with his hands", and "chauffer." We agreed that as fathers of teenage boys we were put upon, subject to gross libels, and made to feel like we were bad people.
I asked my interlocutor in Madrid, what he knew about Canada. He mentioned hockey, lots of green space and that our PM was some young guy.













