Tonight as we were waiting to air up our tires (for the last time), we began chatting with the girl who was in line ahead of us. Typically all we can do is smile and say “Sawadeeka” “Kapkuhnka” and produce the respectful wai posture. But tonight Bret was a bit bolder. He noticed this lady was wearing an Ohio shirt, so he asked if she had been to Ohio - a natural question. She hadn’t but her aunt had lived there - I think - for 20 years - maybe. We explained that we lived right next to Ohio in Indiana, and pointed on her shirt to where Indiana would be.
Her comment - “Oh yes, yes your village there.”
Yes, yes our village is there.