words that I have come across thus far.  To say the word you start out with an ‘f’ sound quickly switching in mid spit to “tofft”.  It means “cold”.  So far most of my attempts at it have ended with me almost drowning in my own spittle and most Kosovars around me falling down with laughter when I concede and make a ‘brrr’ sound.

     Speaking of cold, [which, weather wise, it hasn’t been yet] when someone comes down with one it is generally assumed that you have sat in a cross breeze [say it with your best spooky voice].

     The first time I complained of a bit of a sore throat, I was asked if I had been in a pu-my-ya, I quickly thought back to the last time I might have been caught in a hail storm of tropical Hawaiian fruit without proper headgear, which to my relief has been never.  Needless to say I was forced to admit that I had recently been in a vehicle in which both the driver and the passenger side windows had been....heaven forbid...down at the same time.  Well there you have it came the reply, if you’re going to be dumb enough to sit in a [spooky voice] cross breeze you’ll just have to suffer the consequences.