Ever been waaaay out of your depth in foreign places?
I'd just moved to the continent and met a group of new mates with whom I went out on the town with, along with a cool American girl.

We were all having a great time when our drunken unofficial tour guide took us to an underground club. We walked in and all the others kind of disappeared into the crowds, leaving just me and the American girl. We ordered our drinks from the bar as I commented there were an awful lot of skin heads about in one place (kind of hoping it was a gay pub so I could pull).

Me and the girl walked round the corner only to see... a huge banner in a foreign language with lots of exclamation marks and two giant swastikas. I'm gay. She was black. She just looked at me and held my hand and said, "Get me out of here. Now. I can't be here."

So we put down our pints and headed for the door as I clenched my fists ready for a fight I knew I couldn't possibly win. We ran out of the door and laughed nervously all the way home.

When I caught up with our friends later, they were really angry for disappearing as they'd been really worried. Turns out it was an ANTI - Nazi rally. Oops. Time to learn the local language.
(badfox1 wonders who he's played by this episode on, Wed 2 May 2007, 19:45, Reply)