Once I had a misunderstanding because of the English language. I flew to Australia to get to know this country. I had to cross the lake by boat. Some grandfather was standing by the river, transporting people, he did not speak English. I tried to explain to him, waving my hands, pointing to the boat, and finally he understood me. But the river bank was big, and we didn't get in what place I need. I began to explain to him again on my fingers what I need. As if he understood me. We swim. I look, again not the place that I need. I start screaming with anger. Moment. I capsized the boat! Oh no! I'm in the middle of the river with some grandfather. We turned the boat back. We sat down in it and sat in silence. I point him to the opposite shore. He swam where I needed to go. We came! I thanked him, paid and left. Here is the funny story.
