Que pena means ¨what shame¨ or something like that.
Today I was enjoying the breeze, sitting in the back of the passenger pick-up truck with about 15 others headed down to the Interamericana Highway. The breeze was so fresco that it swept my baseball cap right off my head, and it blew onto the ground. I started yelling ¨Parada! Stop!¨ but the driver didn´t hear me for another 1/4 mile down the steep hill.
The truck stopped, and some kind-hearted gentleman on the back of the truck ran up to find my hat for me. The driver still had no idea what was going on, and after a minute of waiting, became impatient. The older guy sitting next to me yelled in response, ¨The gringa lost her sombrero!¨ and everyone laughed. The guy finally ran back with my hat, the truck continued on, and I was given the suggestion by an older woman to keep my hand on the hat.
It was really embarrassing.
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