Unilingual woes... I've never been so sad about not knowing another language as I was today. I was at a party for a Brazilian friend. He is tri-lingual and had a number of friends and family at the party speaking Portuguese and Spanish as well as those of us who only speak English. (Well, I know some Spanish, but not enough to feel comfortable carrying on chit-chat.) Anyway, a gentleman came up to me to ask a question and first he started to talk to me in Portuguese and when I said I didn't understand he started to try Spanish. Oh, how little I felt when I had to tell him I only spoke English...He looked at me like I was from Mars! He said "Not French or even Italian?" Not gonna lie, friends, a little part of me died at that moment. How dare I not know those beautiful languages!One day...someday perhaps I will.