I’m a copywriter, so it should come as no surprise that languages are of particular interest to me. Recently, I’ve taken a step back from professional copywriting to explore my passion for travel. Through this journey, I’ve been able to observe how different languages shape the way that people communicate. 

Over the past few months, I’ve traveled to 10 different countries. Although I was only in some countries for a matter of days, I always made an effort to learn at least a few words in the local language. “Hello” and “thank you” were always on the list, but I came to find that “please” was actually the word that made the biggest impact.

Whether it was “por favor” in Lisbon or “alstublieft” in Amsterdam, “please” was always the gateway to a meaningful interaction with a local. Even when surrounded by English and poorly pronounced, “please” was always the word that put a smile on their face. 

But beyond just being a polite addition, “please” took on different meanings and contexts as I circled the globe. In Italy, “per favore” was less a nicety and more an exclamation. Not enough salt in the pasta water? “Per favore.” Trying to lowball a street vendor? “Per favore.” And if you’ve ever witnessed an Italian watching a sporting event, you know that the “per favore”s are plentiful. 

In Tel Aviv, “please” was an invitation. Walking through the local market, you’ll hear “bevakasha” from every corner. In this case, vendors are inviting you to their stalls to see their wares. “Bevakasha” became a fascinating intro to new foods, new fabrics, and new souvenirs to bring home.

In Thailand, “please” depended on many things. Are you asking for a favor or politely giving a command? Are you male or female? Is this a formal situation or just casual conversation? For a beginner, “please” was definitely the hardest to master here. 

Even when all other words failed me, “please” was always there to pick up the slack. It shows humility, courtesy, and an acknowledgement that I could use some help. As a perpetual tourist, I’ve become accustomed to the fact that I must often rely on the kindness of local strangers. I’m living in a strange land that others know far better than myself. By embracing this weakness and showing the locals that I’m doing my best to live within their rules, I’ve been rewarded with so many memorable experiences.