In India... (3) - Call me Miguel!

Namaste!

In Mcleod we were lucky to see, in parallel within the Tibetan museum, an exhibit from a "modern art" tibetan painter that fled Tibet as a refugee and is now in Belgium.

Walking over to check the movie about him, we actually come across this dude and, after realizing the movies tape was on route to London, we had a small chat with the guy about the initiative.When saying goodbye, we introduce ourselves and when I say my name he suddenly starts laughing, that unique oriental embarassment laughter...

Dude: "is that really your name?"
Nuno: "Yeah!... why are you laughing...?"
Dude: "Well, in tibetan that is the word we use for breast! But.. but... from a baby's perspective!"
(renamed) Breast: Lol
Dude: " I am sorry, I am unable to pronounce it!!"
Breast: "No worries... Just call me Miguel!"

Carpe Diem!

PS - For the record:
Nuno in nigerian - "Fresh cow milk"
Nuno in arabic - something with a slight erotic meaning, cannot remember!!
Nuno in Icelandic - "Priest"

... and the list will grow...