[Normy]

One night I flew from Marseille, France to Paris, then East Midlands, England, then into Edinburgh, Scotland. In Edinburgh, I had to put fuel in the plane.

As I was looking at my flight plan for the next leg up to Aberdeen, the fueler came in and said something.

Folks, I had NO idea what that man said to me!

Despite the fact that we were both speaking English, I had to have him write down on a piece of paper just what it was he wanted to know. The fuelers in southern France were more understandable to me than this guy!

I will say that Scotland is a beautiful place- one of my favorite places to fly into. Even if it was 51 degrees F in the middle of a July day~

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