Me, my self

This is true story, when I had a trip to Stuttgart, Germany, because too enjoy exploring the city, I lost track of time and consequently I left the last train go back to Switzerland. I sat and tried the best solution. Apparently there was a grand mother who noticed I was confused. With English only be learned in elementary school (her said), she helped me. We’re back and forth between the station and the train ticket office for a couple of times to changed the ticket, because that meant the train had just left. And finally I can get the last train to Switzerland, although with a long route. I kissed and hugged her, but i forgot to ask her name.