I was reminded about one of my rants in the past, this week. I really hate how languages change the spelling of other country cities or countries. In English, we call Deutschland - Germany. This does not make any sense. People from that country do not call it Germany, they call it Deutschland. We call it Holland, but they call it Nederland. The list goes on and on. It is appalling, and actually a little bit offensive.
This is not just an english phenomenon either. All languages seem to do it. The Dutch spell Paris - Parijs. The French call Deutschland - Allemagne.
Now I get it when the place you are trying to describe uses a language with different letters or symbols than your language. And I have no expectation that people in another language can pronounce everything in different languages. All of that is fine. Say it differently, I get it. But, to make up an entirely different word is just plain stupid.
Ok, I have ranted. You knew I was going to.
Belgians really really like Frites. I kinda think that maybe even more than beer (although no self-respecting Belgian cycling fan would ever admit it.) I know that when I am there for a few days, I almost cannot stop myself. I just keep eating them.
This week I was in Belgium, of course because it was RVV time. (Ronde Van Vlaanderen) Quite simply, the greatest bike race of the year. Period. There is no debate to that statement. Cobbles, Frites, Beer, Bergs, wind, Frites, rain, more frites and more cobbles. Ahhh, the life.
This year was a fun race. Not quite the same as other years where we have won. But, it is still Belgium and it is still RVV. Next year, we will be back.
Surrender the Frites.