Context, just finished year twelve with my partner of a few years, and went on a trip to Europe to celebrate. They are French, so we were going to visit their grandparents in Brest and Paris, before going to London, Berlin and Rome. I'm am Aussie so I was freaking out as it is so far away and so much colder than we get here, in addition to spending six weeks alone with them. 
So first 10 days we spent in France, with their family, all lovely people but spoke about as much English as I speak French. So around the table I spent a lot of time twiddling my thumbs, with the odd translation. It was nice but eventually got quite frustrating. 
Not wanting to be disrespectful and not having come around the world for nothing, I threw myself at the opportunity to try the weird cheeses and drink wine for brekkie. We couldn't go out because my SOs sister and brother in law both worked late, so we had to look after their toddler, which was, you know,  fine, but not really what I'd hoped or expected to be doing for the first week of the trip. 
A week and a bit later we arrived in London,  and I was beyond excited to be able to go out and understand people and try proper British food, so night one we decided to go to a pub around the corner. On the walk my SO said "oh can we go to that Italian place?"
I pointed out that we are actually going to Italy so we might as well wait until then to load up on pasta. At this she became withdrawn and a little prickly, but i thought it would pass. 
It should be mentioned that they like to think they are a little more cultured than I am. They live in a slightly wealthier area of Melbourne and whatnot, so dont usually go in for pub food. But I figured this would be waved given that we were in the home of fish and chips. 
How wrong I was, they refused to order anything despite earlier declaring their hunger. That really rubbed me the wrong way, that they weren't willing to step outside the comfort zone, after I'd done nothing but for 10 days. Upon pointing this out, they became angry and told me that we'd done nothing but what I want so far. And at that I absolutely fumed, I unloaded. I told them that what I wanted to do wasn't sit silently listening to their family speak French and then look after a fucking toddler. Not loud enough to make a scene but there were a few strange looks. They called me a cunt and stormed out. 
I could've definitely handled it better but everytime it comes up they insist I was an asshole, so, was I? 