O Meu Diário de Coimbra

Good wound to you

Learning Portuguese is tough enough without typos. Ana, who comes by every week to clean (when she’s not finishing her Masters in Psychology), texted me bom ferido. I quickly looked up ferido, and while I couldn’t figure out why she was wishing me a “good wound,” I texted back Tu também (“You too”).

She sent me a smiley face.

Whatever. I am guest in this land.

I’ll get back to that.

Speaking of language, this morning, outside the 24-hour McDonald’s, on Av. Fernão de Magalhães, I saw this on a bus — the bus station is right next door — with this bumper sticker.