I said I was going to spend my first summer fulltime RVing on the
east coast, my southern belle mama said "You'd better think
about that, girl - yankees are different." Well, she was right
- they were different from anything I had heard about or expected.
Everyone I came in contact with was friendly and helpful, and sometimes
downright funny. Occasionally we had a little trouble understanding
each other's accents, but that just added to the fun. One man especially
had the heavy downeast accent and I had to really strain to understand
what he said. We laughed about and shared our various RV travel
stories, and there were many amusing "translation" problems
in communicating, but it just added to the joy of visiting with
these great people.
we were sitting by the pond feeding the ducks, we met a very nice
couple from Plymouth, Massachusetts. We wound up talking for three
hours and really had a blast making fun of how each other talked.
They got a kick out of our Texas accents and we could tell would
stifle a laugh every time we said yall. She admitted
she had never been taught the letter r as a child and
therefore her alphabet and language still did not include it. So,
we did not visit Bar Harbor, we went by caah to Baah Haahbah. Its
really hilarious meeting all these foreigners.
"Don-isms" for some more examples).