I was riding through France a while back, on my trusty cb750 sohc, got hit in the face by what I thought was a stone...how wrong I was..face and neck swelled massively, anaphylactic shock, so in hospital the basicaly gave me a jab, and a bottle of pills.
The french nurse gave me a little chat but the only bit I understood was deux one jour, two a day.
Well, on unscrewing the bottle cap to swallow my first tablet I wished they had been half the size and quatre one jour...they were as big as my thumb!
Fast forward a month, back home, a bill turned up for the treatment, my sister, being fluent in french,and a nurse too, translated it, and remarked, 'I bet you had fun with those pills'
My beligerent responce about it being a nightmare getting them down my neck...
Then she told me.......' swallow them?!? Your meant to stick them up your arse!!!'
A french preference I now believe,and so dear friends, both an exit and entry to all intent and purpose...