I Feel A Need To Move Past the Last Post

Every time I think of this blog since I posted the last post I completely gross out, so I decided it was time to put up something new. As I am at school, I don't have any pictures with me, so I decided to tell you a story. It's a little inappropriate, but it's one of my favorite stories to tell.
About a month ago, one of the teachers here (Patrick) was doing an activity with his kids where he need whistles. He needed 15 of them and the school didn't have enough, so he went with Ivo (the school's driver/handyman) to several stores in Sofia. Each time the would walk into the store Ivo would say, "Previshli sverka?" which means, "Do you sell whistles?" Patrick would watch the store owners after Ivo would say this and every time the people working in the store would look shocked and then kind of giggle and say, "Nay." Well, they had to go to like 15 stores before they finally found whistles and every time they would enter a store the same thing would happen. Finally, Patrick ask Ivo when they got in the car, "What's going on? Why does everyone react like that when you ask for a whistle?" Well, it turns out, that in Bulgarian, "whistle" is the slang word for a certain kind of "adult activity" if you get my drift. So Ivo had been going into these stores (mostly toy stores mind you) and asking if the sell "whistles." When Patrick told us this story we pretty much died laughing ... my cheeks hurt! Anyway, I've been avoiding putting it on the blog because it is a bit inappropriate, but it's those kind of stories that make traveling and learning a new language fun.
Well ... I'm off to work again. I love you guys!!!