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Painful advertising

I sometimes view other cultures with a cynical Nationialistic pride (every other country is retarded apart from the English....). Often quite incorrectly, but i still do it. It's a habit.

One such occasion was this morning, while i was watching TV. I have to admit that the TV adverts that i've seen so far in Australia haven't been as unremittingly painful as the ones in the UK. There are a few amusing ones and most of the ads are simple, to the point and make sense.
This advert came on for the new Panasonic Lumix TZ10.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4H_MXLWbbdE


The tagline of the advert; "don't get your holidays mixed up". At the end there is selection of photos - Cancun, Mexico; Munich, Germany and Tokyo, Japan. This sort of makes sense as the setting is most likely Japanese, the couple are being serenaded by a Mecixican Mariachi band, while being served food by a lady wearing a Bavarian-stlyed clothes (the German part) and a group of coassack dancers are dancing.
What seems confusing and makes the advert seem wrong is that the Bavarian clothed lady speaks French to the couple, but there is no mention of the couple going to France or even Belgium or Luxembourg. Bavarian Lady should really be speaking German. It seems oddly out of place despite the general theme of the advert.
Did the advert makers get it wrong and think that German people actually speak French?
There is no mention of the couple going to Russia either, but i took that to be just some moving pictures to illustrate the point a bit more. If the cossacks were dancing the Macarena then the whole thing would have been more believable.

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