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That moment going on 24+ hrs of no sleep when you go to eat and the waitress starts speaking Swiss German to you and apparently doesn’t know English. I start attempting to formulate sentences in German but then accidentally mix French in there and God-knows-what….Spanish? Russian? What do Swiss speak a mixture of again? Whoops. Lady gets mad that I don’t inherently know Swiss German maybe had some bad filet-o-fish and had to use the restroom and peaced out, and new server comes up which by that time I formulated a sentence. “Es tut mir leid, mein Deutsch ist schlect!” (I’m sorry my German is bad!) and she laughs and says its ok. I felt a little better about myself.
Ha Ha! Travelling mercies! Looks like there are great places to see here.