I am adapting. Slowly but sure thing I am. I hope my English will not get retarded here. I started using local accent for fun, I hope that this mocking exercise will not turn into my everyday language. I am good in picking up accents.
In some café: I would like to get some peach smoothie pls. – “Bich Zmuuuuziiiiie?????” – hahaha
“Ze prinder iz nod workingggg” – the printer is not working
I started saying “Halas” – that means something like stop or enough! I already feel that there will be more words of this kind that I will start using soon.
Hungarian words are constantly popping out. When I go to any store or buy anything in some small street shops I always want to say thank you in Hungarian. The problem is that Hungarian thank you or “köszi” means pussy in Arabic, which is somewhat misleading. So that’s why I got a very strange reaction from sales people and in restaurants. Two years of living in Magyarország do not go away that fast. I still try to be nice and say viszlát on my way out of any store.
What I love here is the amount of exotic fruit. So today I tried the freshly quizzed sugar cane juice – never tried such a thing before. I have a feeling that I am drinking a sweet corn with a straw. Incredibly sweet and taste like a pure starch. I am drinking this small glass for two hours already. I remember living in another country in the Middle East and we loved buying fresh orange juice before going to the local beach. Sweet memories. I hope they have orange juice on the beaches here as well.
Update: they said I had to drink this sugary thing asap since it goes bad really fast. Ugh. Waaaay to sweet