The Station.

22:15 German train station in the southern Rhineland.

With public transit there is nothing more satisfying then stepping from one connection to the next, except when you don't have your connecting ticket. So with two minutes on the clock you wander the bus station trying to find the automated ticket teller. Once located you try to navigate its menus, but your three day crash course in German is no help—thank you, hello, and river only get you so far. Luckily someone realizes what you are up to and informs you the train just left—you relax. With your new friend—in this case another non-German speaker you find the next train to your destination. Your friend coaches you through your purchase with expletives in English and an occasional NO whenever you try to select a ticket to France. With you ticket printed you both laugh and smile and he says enjoy your flight.