Linda and I: [spend the greater part of ten minutes trying to get a vending machine to take our money. The machine appears to have no sympathy for thirst. Eventually our two heroines (ha!) compromise their dignity and ask a woman working for Lauda Air to help them figure out the secret of the wicked/tricksy/false machine. Lalala, the woman asks if the money is in euros. We tell her the money is indeed in euros and refrain from making a sarcastic comment to back up our fading shreds of discernible intelligence]
Lauda Air Lady: Is it coming up with any instructions for your problems?
Me: Yes, but we can't understand them.
L.A.L.: [condescendingly] They are usually fairly simple...
Me: ...they're in German.