I'm omni-lingual

I swear this actually happened.

Sometime into the second day in Paris, I found myself deprived of sleep and completely capable of understanding what everyone around me was saying. I was on fire with my responses to French queries, I could follow some math or counting in Italian and I actually laughed at a joke in German because I understood it! I don't speak freakin' German.

I thought: Oh God, I've become Omni-Lingual! I've tapped into some amazing, sleep-deprived portion of my brain that allows me to understand everyone. It's like my own personal tower of Babel or something.

And then, just a quickly as I found it, I lost it. It was gone. So gone - gone to the point I could barely offer poulet and frites in French, a langauage I can speak witih some limited fluency.

I blame it on the rain.

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