Ich habe keinen Bock.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

We are stupid Americans.

We are girls. And we are American. And yes, we are stupid. Generally, we keep our heads cool in stressful situations, but for some reason, the menacing bakery counter was too much to handle.

In our attempt to find proper nourishment and keep ourselves awake to handle the massive time change, we set off out of our hotel and on to the great unknown, the streets of Vienna. After a good few minutes of walking, we decided upon a little bakery advertising sandwiches in its window. Perhaps it was because our stomachs were taking control of our minds. Or at least the serious lack of sleep (as it was 3am according to our biological clocks). But we made complete fools of ourselves and promptly forgot all the German we knew. The lady behind the counter was kind, thankfully, and with much pointing and the great german word das, we picked our sandwiches. Elizabeth wanted a drink as well, but just then an older lady walked in and stood in front of the drink refrigerator. Elizabeth felt stupid, standing behind her like that, and the lady obviously felt she was annoying for standing there. the lady took forever.
So finally we get our sandwiches and juice after much pointing and grunting. The lady behind the counter wrote out the amount we owed on the back of the receipt in big numbers. We paid and left, heads bowed down, highly embarrassed. oh well. now we know what we shouldn't do. and what we should learn.

And the most vital lesson we have learned thus far: Contrary to popular belief, not everyone here speaks English.

1 Comments:

Blogger Landon said...

I am curious to see if your experience in the bakery is repeated, in that I wonder if there really aren't that many english speakers there. In Paris there were tons, but Madrid many less.

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