Thursday, September 12, 2013

Apparently Germans think I'm hawt

This has got to be quick because I have 90 bajillion things to do and not much time to do them in.

For those of you who don't know, I went to Germany to present research over Thanksgiving 2010. It was fun, but included a few... strange encounters with German men. First, I was waiting for a session with the composer from Finding Neverland (I know, awesome, right?!) and I was bored so I pulled out a notebook and started writing (something for Sleeping Beauty class, I think). A few minutes later, this guys walks up to me and gibbers at me in German. I put on my best "whowhaHUH?" face and say the ONLY german phrase I know - "sprechen zie English?" (I know, it's spelled wrong. Not looking it up.) Anyway, turns out he thought I was a journalist or something, but he spent the next 10-15 minutes chatting me up before they finally let us in for the event. It was weird, but kind of nice - always nice to know some guy thinks you're pretty enough that he'll introduce himself out of the blue, right?

The second was much weirder and makes me wish just a tiny bit that I'd had pepper spray. A few mornings later I was getting the early train into town for some sight seeing, and this homeless guy sat down across from me. He kept gibbering at me in German through the whole ride, trying to get me to understand him (I didn't) and looking at me in a way that made me very nervous. I was VERY glad when my stop came up and I could get off the train!

Aaaaand now I have 10ish pages of reading, studying for a French exam, and two topics for major projects to settle on, and I have to be back in class in 12 hours. CIAO!

1 comment:

  1. I've heard these stories, and they make me really want to go to Europe, just to see what happens.