“What the hell is that?”
We were riding the tramway to take Mark to the Jardin des plantes. I was busy drinking my can of Coke Zero behind the stroller, hoping Mark wouldn’t notice my caffeine fix—else he would whine non-stop to have a taste (not that we ever let him… he does NOT need coffee!).
“What is what?”
Feng was pointing at a poster in the tramway.
“Oh, it just says that if you’re under 18, you can buy a yearly pass for…”
“No, no, I mean, what’s with the picture?”
The poster depicted a young Asian-looking girl with two fingers in her nose, one in each nostril.
I looked at Feng, puzzled.
“Why is she picking her nose?”
Suddenly, I understood Feng’s surprise.
“Fingers in the nose!” I laughed. “Les doigts dans le nez—it’s a French idiom, it’s used to describe something that’s super easy. I guess they want to show that buying the pass is the easiest and cheapest way to ride the tramway.”
“Well… yeah. Eh, don’t look at me like this, I didn’t invent it!”
Language is culture, isn’t it!
You can see the complete set of pictures taken in France on Flickr.