Ausländer on the Train
Yep, I'm the Ausländer.
We've traveled to Germany a half dozen times and I'm very familiar with the culture, social norms, and how to travel efficiently.
This last week, we had a DB train from München to Nürnberg, which was maybe an hour and fifteen minute ride. Our family has five people, so my wife and kids sat at one of the 4-chair tables, and I sat across the aisle. 2nd Class.
About ten minutes left in the trip, a group of middle aged German women came up and demanded our seats. They had another older man with long hair with them. He was not part of their group, and he looked like Deutsches Jimmy Buffett. He was randomly herding people around the cars to their proper seats. Naturally, he helped them demand our seats from us.
I kindly explained that we had tickets...this isn't my first time on DB.
They STILL demanded our seats and Fabio was all too happy to run and get the conductor.
He comes back and starts whining to the conductor about "dieses Ausländer," and how all the problems are these nasty Ausländer who steal seats from old ladies on the train. That's when I spoke up.
"Ja, wir sind Ausländer. Ich habe tickets...und sitzplatzreservierung. Ich habe auch die reservierung gekauft. Aber wir haben diesen älteren Damen freundlicherweise unsere Plätze überlassen. Weil uns in Amerika beigebracht wird, andere zu respektieren."
None of them figured I spoke German. Well, high school level German maybe. I'm not fluent. But I know enough.
The conductor just laughed at the man. We were right. They were our seats and our reservation. And Fabio caused some big ruckus on the train so he could justify his negative perception of foreigners. At this point we were 5 minutes from the Nürnberg station. Who really cares?
I looked at the ladies and wished them a schönes tag. And they agreed the whole situation was sehr traurig.
My wife and kids are still laughing about it.