....but here is the most embarrassing thing ever. Tonight I was going to the goodbye party of a friend in Aarau. Long story short there was some bad communication and the party is actually tomorrow. No big deal. We'll try again tomorrow. So from Aarau I took a train to Olten and at Olten I had to wait for my train to Füllinsdorf. I went to the platform and my train wasn't there yet. I waited and eventually it came. It was an S3 train, which means that it is slower and doesn't have a bunch of small wagons, but rather all the seats are in one long section. This train had 2 of those long sections. I was waiting at the end and the section that pulled up by me said "Bitte nicht einsteigen" (Please do not enter). The train wasn't leaving for another 15 minutes and this has happend to me before. They just wanted to clean the train before anyone got on. This was obvious to me. The man who was cleaning the train got in on the part I was standing by and I waited outside while he cleaned the train. People started getting in on the other section of the train, but I thought I would be good and follow the Swiss rules and wait. I waited till the man got to the other end of the section and then I saw a man get on the train at that end, so I went ahead and got on the train at the end I was at. I took my seat and waited. Well, I guess the cleaning man was able to tell the other man to get off, but he didn't see me get on this part of the train. All of a sudden all the lights on the train went off. This was very strange. I thought maybe I should just go to the other part of the train. I got up and pressed the button to get off, but it didn't work. I pressed it fast, but it still wouldn't open. And then, the train started to move!! And it was not time for the train to leave yet!!!!! I was completely alone on a dark train that was obviously heading to some train depot for the night!!!!! I just kept pressing the door button really fast over and over again! Then I looked up and saw an SOS button. So I started to press that button really fast!
A mans voice came out of the speaker.
SOS- "Hallo" (hello)
Me- (schnell) "Hallo! Ich bin auf ein zug und es ist die falsche zug, und es ist dark, und niemand ist heir, und ich habe nicht gewusst die zug wurden trenne, und es ist dunkel, und niemand ist heir!" ((fast) Hello! I am on a train and it is the wrong train and it's dark, and no one is here, and I didn't know that the train were going to seperate, and it's dark, and no one is here!)
SOS- Wo hat die Zug gefahren? (Where did the train come from?)
Me- Von Olten! Niemand ist heir. Es ist dunkel! Ich bin in die falsche Teil! (From Olten. No one is here. It's dark! I'm in the wrong part!)
SOS- Welches Teil sind sie? (Which part are you in?)
Me- Ah! Jetzt es ist stoppen! (Ah! Now it has stopped)
(The train stopped after a few minutes in some random place on the tracks)
SOS- Welches Teil sind sie? (Which part are you in?)
Me- Ich weiss nicht! Ich weiss nicht welches teil! Die falsche Teil! (I don't know! I don't know which part! The wrong part!)
SOS- Welches Gleis hat die Zug gefahren? (Which gleis did the train come from?)
Me- 11
SOS- Geben mir Ihre Handynummer. (Give me your cell phone number)
So I give him my phone number and then he is gone. I look out the other window and see the train I am suppose to be on drive away... I keep pacing, I end up walking through the whole train. Trying to open the doors at the end to see if there is some sort of conductor here. It feels like forever and I haven't gotten a phone call from the SOS man. I think about pressing the button again but I realize it would just send me to another person and my guy is probably calling people in Olten to come find me. So I keep waiting and Imagining some angry Swiss person coming to get the stupid person who got on the wrong train. At least I can play the foreigner card.
Then all of a sudden the lights come back on and I hear a voice.
Train man- "Hallo?" (Hello?)
Me- "Hallo...." (Hello....) (in my embarrassed/shame voice)
I walk over to where he is with my embarrassed/shame face.
Train man- Something in Swiss German I don't understand.
Me- Hoch Deutsch bitte. (High German please)
Train man- Ja. Sie sprechen Hoch Deutsch. (Yes, you speak High German)
Me- Joo... (Yes...)
Train man- Woher gehen Sie? (Where are you going?)
Me- Frenkendorf
Train man- Ja, das ist die falsche Zug. (Yeah, this is the wrong train)
Me- Ja.... (yeah...)
He steps out of the train and I follow him. He opens a door to some stairs that lead up to a bridge over the railtracks.
Me- Dankeschön (Thank you)
Train man- Ja kein problem. (Yeah, no problem)
Me- Ich bin so doof. (I am so stupid)
Train man- Nein, das ist nicht die erste mal. (This is not the first time)
We get to the top of the stairs and I can see the train station up ahead. We are over the rail tracks, and despite the situation it is actually really cool. He point me in the direction I need to go to get on to the street and then to the train station. I thank him again and then walk back to try again.
Then I get the fun task of telling my host family the story when I get home. So lesson learned now.... I hope.
