What's the dumbest things brits try to order, say or do on holiday while abroad, i will start us off; Garlic bread in an Italian restaurant. Pronouncing Bruschetta without a K Saying Gracias or Grazi instead of GraziE Expecting olive oil with bread and then complaining they didn't get any on TripAdvisor. I'm sure there is a whole list for America. @NSIS what's your experiences being an ex-pat? And do Germans still get up early for the sun loungers
Been a few years since I've been to Greece but some Germans do fit the stereotype ... the ones that really annoy you are those that get up at the crack to bag the prime slots around the pool with their towels then **** off for a four hour breakfast and don't actually come to the pool to near lunchtime
Brb has just found out there’s a hard C in Bruschetta whilst taking a hard D in his Fart Pipe... good old Italia.
The family of welsh tracky mongs who sprint to the carousel out of customs to tell all the people at the airport that they could get the bags out quicker and that they’re gonna drink dry whatever tourist hotspot they’ve just turned up at.
I outflanked the German towel brigade when I was on a family holiday in Morocco. I was always up earlyish as I had to be with my job. So I’m down by the pool with a coffee and a ciggie and got talking to the guy who cleaned the pool every morning. I ended up giving him the equivalent of about £5 and 4 towels and told him which sunbeds we wanted. Job done. I don’t think the Krauts ever figured out who was getting up so early to beat em to it.
Usually find the Spanish are pretty tolerant. If you make an effort to speak Spanish, even if you make a complete **** out of it, they’ll help you out. They might piss themselves laughing behind your back though!
Went to the Canaries last year and even though It was a nice area every restaurant was a grill, steak was the mainstay on every menu with fries and onion rings. Best place there was an Italian. We went to a shopping area where there was more "entertainment" and it was a real dive full of Brits with Irish bars and curry houses. It's a sad fact that the British are a bunch of scum who like nothing more than to get pissed in the sun but want their home comforts with them.
The first time I went to Spain, in 1980, the country was quite isolated from the rest of the world, and very inward looking - a bit like Norwich or Hull. Away from the Costas, absolutely no one knew a word of any language but their own, and I didn’t know one single word of Spanish. Not even the word for beer. Had a lot of fun trying to have conversations using only gestures, drawings etc. Like playing charades every time you wanted to speak to someone. Now everywhere you go, there is always someone who can speak at least some English, but I make a point of learning at least “please”, “thank you”, “hello - goodbye”, and “how much for your sister” in the local language.