Standing in the ice tunnel inside a glacier near chamonix, some american guy turned to me after touching the glacier and said “Oh wow, that’s ice.”
I buckled instantly.
That reminds me…..
Walking down the Grand Canyon, we were following an American couple in their mid 20s. We heard the girl ask what the piles of grass clippings were along the trail. Her patient bloke explained that it was, basically, mule dung. To be fair it was mostly grass.
A little later she asked why the bottom of the canyon (which was a long long way away) was covered in moss, but here there were only some bushes
I could almost hear the big, long, silent sigh as he again, with the patience of a saint, basically explained that it was the bushes being so far away that they looked like moss.
I could almost hear Father Ted: No Dougal, these are small and those are very far away…….
It still cracks us up now, 6 years later! 😀