A memory of Perth - McDonalds Edition-
We arrived at Perth, at first
, we went to McDonalds .
I ordered a kids meal for my son. But they couldn’t understand my order. I could see
that they were troubled very much. A young man and a woman asked something. And I couldn’t understand what they asked me .
I felt ashamed. I thought my English couldn’t work. So we ran away…
But after a while
, my son made me to go it again. So he just wanted to eat a kids meal and want a toy.
I tried to buy a kids meal again.
"I would like to have a kids meal, kids meal' drink is orange, and one hamburger
and ice tea for me."
I bought them at last. I was very glad for using my English.Then
we went to McDonalds almost every day in Perth. Because my son likes hamburgers,
f which the
taste are same as in Japan. I thought we ate for one year. Truthfully, it was hard for me.
By the way, why aren't
McDonald shops in Perth clean? My son asked me. The costumers didn’t return their used trays.
Labels: food, perth, trip