That's what they taught me...

The other day I had a great time when I was spending a few days with friends from Austria visiting London. So I had to show them one of the most important institutions in London: the pubs.

Even more important than Buckingham Palace or the Tower of London the pub is the place where people come together. That's what we did. Probably as important as the pub itself is drinking a few very specific drinks that you can't get in Austria as easy as in the UK. Pear cider for example. But that leads to questions. What's the difference between pear cider and perry (if there is a difference at all)? Why is that stuff so sweet? And of course how to order it at the bar? I thought that's the least problem. Way off the mark!

So I went confidently straight to the bar and ordered beer and Koppaberg pear. I should have wondered why the girl behind the bar asked twice what kind of Koppaberg I would like to have and repeated once again: Koppaberg pear and pointed a finger at the bottle with the pear on the label. You wanna have Koppaberg pear she answered, Koppaberg P.E.A.R! And then I understood - obviously I pronounced 'pear' completely wrong. I ordered how I learned to pronounce pear, the same way as the 'pier'. And she clarified that pear is pronounced as pear, the same way as 'pair'.

You never stop learning. And that's fucking good, as my friends learned how to speak English properly...