On the way from Singapore to Paris I sat next to two Australia/Italians. In front of us there were 3 Chilean marineros. These men had been away from their families and friends for nine months at sea. Needless to say they found my company rather interesting. One small problem, the men spoke no English and the women spoke no Spanish. That is where Ricardo came in. For the entire 8 hours of the flight I gave my services free of charge as a translator. The men were able to flirt with me in order to get their message across to the girls... The girls, however, they were able to deflect their advances through a beautiful thing called the language barrier.