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I learned to sail on Lake Chiemsee, Germany. My instructor had been a U-Boat Commander (yes, for Germany) during WWII. He finally told our boat that we could sail alone on the lake, but asked that we not do anything to make him look stupid.
An hour later we were heading to the middle island for lunch when we saw something floating in the water. WHAT THE HELL...we sailed directly for it. We noticed some writing on the thing in the water, but none of us could read German.
Seconds later the boat stopped and we were all thrown in the lake. We all started to swim and then realized the water was about a foot deep.
We all agreed that whatever was written on "float" must be German for "rocks."
We walked over to the boat, pushed it back into deeper water, and went to get a beer.
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