Typically one does not talk to one's neighbor on the u-bahn, unless the neighbor happens to be a friend. But riding the long stretch home from language class the other day was an exception.
Attempting to speak German with a friend from class, I fumbled articles, searching for the right one.
"Die? Das? Der?"
In front of me, a girl around my age turned around with an amused look on her face to find me, the source of the butchered German. And so I smiled, laughed at myself, and asked her which one was correct. Now I can't remember what the word or the article was, but I appreciated her help.
As I continued to attempt speech, now lost as to which conjugation was correct, a woman next to me spoke.
"You're doing fine," she said, smiling in understanding. Turns out she's not from Germany either, and she too is learning the language.
After that, the four of us began a conversation in the train. A conversation so enjoyable that one of our new friends missed two or three stops while talking, and we exchanged contact information in the end!
How fun to find common ground, helpful people, and good conversation.
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