I’m working in a wine shop for the present. And I find myself noticing something that’s been pointed out to me for years.
I can speak English, Russian and Hebrew to varying degrees of fluency.
I can read basic Turkish, Ukrainian, Georgian and Serbian/Bosnian/Croatian.
I can recognize many Armenian and Arabic letters.
I have shabby Azeri, Polish and Afrikaans comprehension.
I know the difference in pronunciation of “sz” in Hungarian vis-a-vis Polish, and can read a variety of permutations on the basic Latin alphabets used by Turkic and Slavic dialects.
But I know not a whit of Italian, French, Spanish or Portuguese. The only languages really useful in a wine store. And I can’t even fake French.
So I now concur with all and sundry. I apparently am only attracted to zany languages. *sigh* 🙂
** Photo below of another zany place. Click on it for zany information. The only kind I gather about me.