English is very popular here in Spain. You can find it on shirts, signs and bumper stickers. The only problem is that sometimes it doesn't really make sense. My Señora's grandson was sporting a shirt last week that said "It's time of yoga" and it pretty much drove me crazy. I wanted to get out a needle and thread, fashion a 'r' and rearrange the offending letters.
The most recent offense was spotted in a Tapas bar last night. I guess if you translate it directly it makes grammatical sense to the untrained Spanish eye, but in English it makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.

I didnt notice a sign, but an adament Englishman from Manchester pointed it out to me and made sure we all realized how much it irritated him. Last night was the 'despedida' of one of the girls who has been studying here since february. It's like a going away party, but its not a party, we just went out for tapas because, here in Granada, tapas are 'gratis'. You buy a drink, wine, beer, juice, coke; and they bring you tapas. Sometimes there is a choice, sometimes you get what they feel like giving you. But hey, its free food.
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