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It was a relief to finally get off the bus after several hours traveling, however it wasn’t a simple disembarkation. The approach to the hotel involved a narrow circular space for coaches to park, however as our Scottish coach driver tried to skilfully manoeuvre his vehicle he was obstructed by a headstrong Italian coach driver who tried, and tried and tried again and again, unsuccessfully I might add, to park in a very narrow space at the side of the hotel, therefore obstructing any other vehicle, especially a large one, from getting past. A somewhat ‘interesting’ cultural interchange then took place with each driver getting down from their coaches to confront the other driver, complete with emphatic hand gestures from both parties.
Some of the conversation could be heard, and a lot of the ‘conversation’ was easily played out before us through the body language of both of the men. I can only imagine that a very stereotypical conversation between them might have proceeded as follows:
Italian driver – raises his hands with exasperation and exclaims: “Mamma Mia!”
Scottish (Glaswegian) driver – steps forward towards his opponent, points to his head and sarcastically retorts: “Is there nuthin’ in yer heid? Yer no gonnae get in that space. Gonnae no dae that, ye Numpty!”. *
And so it went. However, once the other driver found that after a few more attempts he actually wasn’t going to get into that space, he aborted his mission, making way for our driver to park, let us off the bus, collect our suitcases and make our way into the hotel. And on disembarking from the coach, we were greeted by this very European looking fellow 😉
*Please note that no offence is meant, this is just a little light-hearted humour to describe what happened.
Life as it happens to be 