The lovely tale of zia Anna!

Isn't it funny trying to communicate with a language barrier.. Everything turns into a charades game! Trying to communicate with relatives from veneto has proven itself a hilarious challenge... I have 2 relatives who can speak bit of English but we struggle to understand each other at times. For example they asked me what a trolly is called in English but as they were asking the dog kept licking my feet! This lead to them trying to explain what caress was in italian and them saying "caress it!" but I thought they were telling me to caress the trolly! "Not trolly! Cane! Cane! (dog) Haha!" it's even more difficult cause they speak a dialect as well! Zucchini isn't zucchini.. It's sucoi! But we all understand in the end... Except eggplant! "purple! Purple vegetable!" "purple vegetable!!?? Crazy!" and as for mangiare (eating) time..well it's a funny little joke now but believe me.. There is no stopping! "Vanessa, mangia!"... "no ho pui fame!! Basta!" is the funny new line to say when around me or zia Anna! They also have this habit of calling me "venezia" which means Venice! So when surrounded by multiple zias I get confused between my name and the place as it sounds similar "Venezia vanezia" and one of those words could be my name!? But zia and I had a very nice time watching the royal wedding and calling Camilla a "bruta cavallo" which is an ugly horse! Ah zia. What a crack up!