One of my teammates organized a dinner for our group with two Malaysian students this past weekend. That was the greatest idea. We had a lovely dinner and were able to ask the students any questions we had, and hear all about their country and their customs. For instance, in Malaysia, they do not discuss the weather like we do here in Atlantic Canada. Instead, their casual greeting is “Have you eaten?” This is good to know, as if I haven’t and say so, they may just respond “Oh, that’s too bad,” but will not be looking to feed me, just making conversation. I’ll know not to expect a snack every time!
Near the end of the meal, I asked the question I’d been dying to ask, “What about the snakes and insects? Should I expect to see them outside, inside?” I hate snakes.Or, I’m afraid of snakes. I don’t hate them from afar, just the thought of them near me.
Last year in New Orleans on the swamp tour, there were snakes in the trees, and our tour guide was warning us to keep our feet up if a snake fell into the boat… Luckily, no snakes decided to hop on board, but the thought of it still freaks me out. I didn’t see Snakes on a Plane, but Snakes on a Boat sounds just as scary to me…
Anyway, I’d read about all the snakes in Malaysia and pictured them slithering into my bed at night. When I asked my question to our Malaysian friends, they both burst out laughing. So, I feel much better about my chances of coming face to face with a snake now.
As an aside, 2013 is the Year of the Snake according to the Chinese zodiac.