Funny events on your trip in Europe

Jun 14th, 2010, 01:19 PM
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Oops that should have been on the Africa board I guess!
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Jun 14th, 2010, 01:24 PM
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I foolishly wore a little knitted mini dress through Heathrow and to add definition put on my waist sincher which I though was non metallic. I was wrong.

As the poor security woman checked all my beeps, her male colleague was in hoots of laughter and proclaimed to the world, 'I name that tune!'.

I was not only embarrassed but had a huge snakey queue of people laughing at me!
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Jun 14th, 2010, 02:09 PM
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This is one of those stories that you can laugh about now that it is over but going through it was just torture.

I wanted to take my son Turin to Turin, Italy for his 21st birthday. All expenses paid. He waited and pondered for 3 months before he finally agreed to go. This was 2007 when the passport office was taking months to get people their passports. We expedited and received his in only 2 months. PHEW! He was on a different airline because he waited so long before agreeing to go. I was to arrive 2 hours before he did. Perfect because he would not have money, he did not know where the hotel was, and was completely nieve to foreign cultures. I gave him a google earth print out of where the hotel was so that he could give to the airlines (including phone # and address) in case they lost his luggage. He never listens... Good thing because my plane had to do an emergency landing in DC because we almost ran out of fuel. I missed the connection to Rome. Landed in London and had to pull an OJ Simpson act through the airport to make my flight. Luggage no where to be found. My son... He was in Rome having the time of his life. Got out of the airport and into the Termini. Found the hotel (via the google earth map), which they allowed him to check in to under my name and credit card. Found a scooter rental shop and was buzzing all around Rome. Me... Late, hungry, tired, and now sweating from the 2 mile sprint around Heathrow!!! With no luggage in tow.

Finally make it to the hotel!!! My son tells me I MUST go rent a scooter and see Rome. I agree. Mistake #1!!! I get on the thing after a 2 minute lesson in broken english how to operate it. Let's just say that in 5 feet I managed to wreck 2 parked cars, the scooter, and hurt myself. You have to picture the image of a women on a scooter flailing about trying to control the scooter, while still fully engaged with the throttle all in 5 feet (literally the time it takes to cross the road because that is how far I made; across the road). Needless to say, the scooter ends up on top of me after impaling myself into the broken handle bar. Hospital??? NO! I am fine... 2nd MISTAKE!!! Pants ripped and NO luggage. One should never think that safety pins on the butt portion of pants is a good idea. OUCH!

Day 2: After washing out my clothes the night before in the sink, I put on wet clothes to go to the Vatican! Huge burn on my leg from the exhaust pipe and the bruise on my chest looked like someone took a black marker and colored from my neck to my stomach. Never fear, off to the Vatican we go. Not going to let little things like 3rd degree burns, wet clothes, and re-arranged chest stand in the way. 3rd Mistake!!! After a wonderful trip through the museums, my son decides we are going to the top of the dome. And we will take the stairs! 4th MISTAKE!!! By the time I successfully managed the 843 steps I thought I was having a heart attack! Jeans rubbed the burn raw and I could no longer walk. The chest was beating so hard that I thought it was going to collapse. Persevered and made to the hotel. Spent the next few days seeing Rome via taxi... Luggage finally arrived. We are in business! Nothing else can go wrong!

Oh wait for it... Venice. The city I have wanted to see all my life. Dreamed about this place for years. Vaparettos? Oh no. Let's walk! See the "real" Venice. AND ALL THOSE BRIDGES with MORE stairs... Finally, out of desperation and severe pain, I went to the hospital. My son thought that I was crazy for going. I tried my best to explain to the doctors the injuries. I just kept telling them that a Vespa did it. About that time 6 guys in full haz-mat suits came running down the hall, electronic devices in tow, and entered the room where I was. My son was terrified. He was sure I was dying. All of the sudden they all exited the room laughing hysterically. You see, Vespa in Italian is a poisonous bug. They thought I had been bitten by a bug only to find out that I was in a scooter accident. The look on my son's face was priceless. The xrays showed a crack in my chest plate and 3 broken ribs.

To this day, we die laughing at what it must have looked like to see me on that scooter. The 4 1/2 feet before I hit the car and hurt myself but the funniest 4 1/2 feet of our lives. He said that it was the YouTube moment of his life and he missed filming it. On our return trip to Italy, I did not even entertain the thought of a scooter. I stick to walking from now on!!!
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Jun 14th, 2010, 02:48 PM
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Ok, catherine haas - you win. OMG, I was laughing and crying for you - you poor thing, but your portrayal of the ongoing episodes was hysterical!
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Jun 14th, 2010, 08:04 PM
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Paris in 2006 with DW and two stepsons. The youngest 23 at the time has absolutely zero foreign language skills - zero. On our first day, we went to the Tourist Info Center to pick-up pre-purchased museum and metro passes. It was taking some time, so DW and the kids went outside to wait and look around. One of the clerks - in her early to mid twenties - also went out to smoke a cigarette. She apparently was not paying attention (the boys say she was "checking them out") and put her cigarette in butt side out. While she was attempting to light the cigarette, youngest son notices her error and proceeded to grunt, literally grunt, and point at her face. While I didn't get to hear his grunts, the pantomime version was funny enough. Once she figured out what he was doing, she said in perfect english "Oh, Thank you".

He followed up that one on the next night at a UK oriented pub watching the Superbowl. About mid-way through the third quarter, he was speaking to an Australian girl. More correctly, listening to her speak to him. While she was speaking english, apparently a combination of her australian accent and a few beers, he became flummoxed. She just asked him a question about where his university was located when he responded, "I'm sorry, but I don't speak your language."

Half of the pub heard his statement and we all had a good laugh.
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Aug 25th, 2010, 02:26 AM
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My cousin on her first french holiday "every toilet is a new experience"

One that happened in Chile - i know not Europe but hey.

I flew from Mendoza to Santiago the day after the heathrew plane bomb ploet so security was tight. You had to put your bag / belt/ shoes etc om the conveyor belt and then the security would unpack and repack your bag.

OK that's fine. I get to Santiago, get a hotel, negotiate the price and get a free transfer form the airport.

I got to my hotel room and looked for my purse, in my bag, and found someone else's house keys.

I can only think that the security woman put them there by mistake. I had visions of some poor local getting home and not being able to get in.
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Aug 25th, 2010, 03:46 AM
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Finland 1
Our B&B booked us onto a boat cruise. We duly arrived at the jetty to be met by a young man all of 17-18 years old and not yet shaving and young enough to be our son.

He announced with suitable pride "I'm your Captain!"

So far so good. So off the the boat we went. Expecting a somewhat largish boat for the title of Captain we went passed the boat we thought was suitable, all the way to the end of the jetty to a four seater aluminium runabout! I hate to think what an Admiral has.

The Young man did an excellent job and it was one of the highlights of our trip.

Finland 2
We arrived at our time share at 2.45 for a 3.00 check in.
"You are early" we were informed.

A bit fussy we thought, having travelled around the world, via Iceland, Norway and a few days to drive to the Time Share. We were in fact 24 hours and fifteen minutes early!

They managed to get us a unit for the week. We just had to wait for the cleaners to finish (pardon the pun).

Finland 3
The was a small pond at the Time Share with Peddle boat for use. Half the pond had frozen over night, but we duly used the peddle boat as an icebreaker. A novelty for us Australians.

Finland 4
There was limited accommodation choices due to it being the off season. We found a hotel in a small town. The rooms were 20 yards away from Disco dance floor (thankfully not a dance night), the receptionist was the cleaner and cook and everything for dinner came out of the freezer. Dinner was a choice of beef or chicken. Breakfast was a voucher for the petrol station across the road.

The good news is that these stories are the "worst things" that happened on our seven week trip. It was a trip where everything went like clockwork.
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Aug 30th, 2010, 07:12 AM
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It was December and I was doing some shopping to buy Christmas presents for my loved ones back home. It was only 3 pm when I done shopping, and I had an appointment with a friend at 6. So I strolling on this street where the giant department stores and chained stores were located. I entered this department store and the alarmed were beeping but no one seemed to care so I didn't pay attention. I was in for less than 5 minutes, I felt bored spending all afternoon inside stores, and literally broke, I decided to go out and get back to my apartment. Once again the alarmed beeping when I walked out of the store, and I automatically freeze to see what was going on.
A guy who might be the security for the store stopped me and another woman. He took us to a room at the back of the store. I was asked to put my bag and shopping bags on the table.
This man spoke to me in french, which I didn't understand, and he searched on my shopping bags and my bags. I let him do whatever he wants, partly because he didn't understand when I tried to speak to him in English. But then he pulled my scarf and started sniffing it and kept talking in french, I was starting to get angry and we pulled the scarf like kids fighting over a toy.
It was kinda funny seeing a big man sniffing on a scarf like that, tho at that time I was thinking I would end up in jail over some stupid mistake (later I found out I had forgotten to cut the security magnet from my belt).

After what happened, I thought of going back to my rented apartment, and while waiting for the subway, an old guy smelly and drunk (yes, at 4 pm) talked to me in french. I told him I couldn't speak the language then he started to shout at me. I had no idea what he said, but I was embarrassed being the center of the attention of everyone standing on the platform.

He came toward someone, I didn't know what he said to them, he came back to my direction and looked at me and talked to me loudly and walked away. That should be the worst day in my life, in Paris, but now that I remember it, it was kinda funny.
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May 16th, 2011, 11:30 AM
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I actually wrote an entire article about my experiences in Italy as an American on my site:
(Note: Sarcasm is clearly present throughout the article!)
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May 16th, 2011, 12:13 PM
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The Icelandic hot tub incident and the name- that- tune belt both made me laugh out loud!
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May 16th, 2011, 01:07 PM
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I was in Paris for a 12 hour layover with my college roomate (we were in-between trains from Copenhagen to London) when we decided to take the Metro to Invalides. The train pulled into the station and I stepped onto the train, but when I turned around the doors closed, leaving my friend on the platform! The last thing I saw were her wide eyes staring at me through the window of the train.

I had to decide what to do quickly - do I go onto Invalides or get off at the next station? I decided to go onto the final destination, and about 15 minutes later my friend arrived, frazzled, but fine. We were more careful about getting onto public transportation after that.
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May 16th, 2011, 07:35 PM
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"Frei"... who knew that meant parking spots were available, not "free"???
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May 17th, 2011, 04:57 AM
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The first stop on our honeymoon was the Loftlieder Hotel in Iceland that was part of the few days in Iceland package we bought on what was the first European trip for both of us. We were not surprised at how small the room was. We were surprised that we had a bunk bed. We made do.

We took now adult DD out of school for a few days for a quick trip to Rome - she was then in second grade. After returning we received a call from the school principal that she wanted to see us. It seemed that for show-and-tell, DD demonstrated to the class how to pick pockets.
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