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Hi, my name is Victoria Grace Avara (Vickie for short) and welcome to my blog. This blog was written while I was stationed in Barbados for 4 years from 2008-2012. I would just write things down whenever I had the time. I would write about my experiences with living in a new country and a different culture. Please forgive my grammatical errors, but enjoy these posts that I wrote during this time. My husband and I dearly love the Island of Barbados and we hope to someday retire to this little island that we called home for 4 short and wonderful years of our life. I hope that you enjoy reading this blog.

Sincerely, Vickie Avara

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Sheating on the red!




I'm trying to become a lady golfer.  I would like to say that I'm giving it my best - but, probably not.  I mean, after all, I don't like to watch the golf channel in my free time, nor do I like to pick up the golf magazine for my reading pleasure.  But, I have committed to go playing this sport, for the time being, at least once a week.  I have met this new friend, her name is Sylvie.  She was born and raised in France and spoke only French.  Then, her husband 'Jon Louie' moved them to the Caribbean islands 24 years ago - and she has done very well at picking up the English language.  Much better than I would have done if I were in her shoes.  OK, so - Sylvie and I were allowing these two guys to play through us in our game of golf yesterday.  We were waiting patiently over on the side and watching them.  And, lo and behold - these two guys walked up to the red tees (ladies and children's tees).  Sylvie turned to me and said, "Ah, they are sheating on the red!"  At first, I didn't know what she meant - but then I just died laughing.  I said, "Do you mean they are cheating on the red?"  Anyway, it was funny to me.  We had a third partner with us yesterday, a lady from England - Ann.  After we ladies had played 9 holes of golf, we went to the club to freshen up before playing the back 9 and Ann looked at me and said, "Is the loo open?"  I immediately told her yes and off she went to find it.  Now, 4 years ago - when I was still living in Texas - I would not have known what in the blazes she was referring to.  But, I knew from our living in Europe that that meant the bathroom.  Gary found this wonderful internet site that gives the British words and what they mean to us Americans.  Funny.  But, I love both Ann and Sylvie and am so glad that they are part of my life right now.

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