What's Your Poison and What's Your Funniest Travel Moment Ever?
Oct 7th, 2005, 05:21 PM
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So many funny stories! BuffaloGirl, I'm wondering if yours takes the cake. "Spank the Monkey" with the priest. Being a good Catholic girl, I can really appreciate that one. 
Melissa, yours reminded me of my recent trip home from Miami. Not all that funny, but a woman was boarding the flight with her husband who proceeded to hit my seated aisle-side friend with his carry-on baggage as he was getting settled in. She turned to us and said in a whisper, "I can't take him anywhere."
We responded, "That's okay...we each have one, too."
Melissa, yours reminded me of my recent trip home from Miami. Not all that funny, but a woman was boarding the flight with her husband who proceeded to hit my seated aisle-side friend with his carry-on baggage as he was getting settled in. She turned to us and said in a whisper, "I can't take him anywhere."
We responded, "That's okay...we each have one, too."
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:07 PM
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Hi Statia, I too am having Pinot Grigio tonight although with the storm coming up (those darn people in the PNW sent it down here I do believe) a good red would be more appropriate.
When you are in Veneto think of me..one of my favorite places in the whole world.
I guess my funniest travel moment ever was in PV, Mexico. It was the first time we had ever visited there. It was evening and we were wandering around old town trying to decide where to have dinner. A Mexican gentleman started talking to us and in the course of the conversation said he knew of a beautiful restaurant. Before we could respond he was hailing a taxi, opened the taxi door, practically pushed us in and said something to the taxidriver which we could not understand.
A few minutes later we are going up the mountain road to the east of PV. The town of PV sort of faded away and we see little houses, broken down cars etc. We wind our way up the mountain and I don't know how to explain this because it was not like us at all but not one of us said anything but afterwards we both admitted we were scared to death and wondered what we had gotten ourselves into. It was dark, no lights, very rundown area etc. Very scary if the truth be known. Finally the taxidriver makes a turn into a gravel driveway and stops. Their are some fellows sitting outside of a building, leaning against the building half asleep. The taxidriver jumps out and runs around and opens up the door. We got out, had no idea where we were, why we were there and the most gosh awful thoughts were going through our heads. The taxi drivers opens the door to the building, motions us in...it looked like the "notel motel"..my heart was racing.
The taxidriver directs us to an elevator door, pushes the button and the elevator door opens. He sort of swoops us in the elevator. Now keep in mind we are not idiots when we travel but to tell you the truth we certainly were that evening.
Swoosh, the elevator ascends, the elevator door opens, the taxi driver steps out and motions us to do the same.
And in front of us was the most beautiful restaurant you can imagine with windows overlooking all of PV and Banderas Bay!!!
The taxidriver rushes over to the desk, has a conversation and suddenly a gentleman in a tuxedo comes over to us, welcomes us and escorts us to a window table.
We go from being speechless from confusion, from fear, to utter delight. My husband tries to pay the taxidriver. The restaurant manager tells him "no,no" although my husband was allowed to tip the taxidriver.
We had the most delicious lengthy dinner, Cesear Salad, Lobster Tails, can't remember what else plus wonderful Mexican wine.
When we were finished dining hours later, the same dear taxi driver was waiting by the elavator to take us back to our hotel. We were so enchanted with the restaurant we hadn't even thought about how we were going get to back down to our hotel, LOL.
We always went back to this restaurant every visit to PV. Over time the people hanging around and sleeping in front of it were cleared away, so it didn't look so scary.
But I will never forget the total fear I had the first time arriving there. It was like being in a nightmare and then when we stepped out of the elevator it was like a beautiful dream.
Again dear Statia, think of me when you are in the region of Veneto drinking the Pinot Grigio and the Prosecco. Cin,cin!!!
When you are in Veneto think of me..one of my favorite places in the whole world.
I guess my funniest travel moment ever was in PV, Mexico. It was the first time we had ever visited there. It was evening and we were wandering around old town trying to decide where to have dinner. A Mexican gentleman started talking to us and in the course of the conversation said he knew of a beautiful restaurant. Before we could respond he was hailing a taxi, opened the taxi door, practically pushed us in and said something to the taxidriver which we could not understand.
A few minutes later we are going up the mountain road to the east of PV. The town of PV sort of faded away and we see little houses, broken down cars etc. We wind our way up the mountain and I don't know how to explain this because it was not like us at all but not one of us said anything but afterwards we both admitted we were scared to death and wondered what we had gotten ourselves into. It was dark, no lights, very rundown area etc. Very scary if the truth be known. Finally the taxidriver makes a turn into a gravel driveway and stops. Their are some fellows sitting outside of a building, leaning against the building half asleep. The taxidriver jumps out and runs around and opens up the door. We got out, had no idea where we were, why we were there and the most gosh awful thoughts were going through our heads. The taxi drivers opens the door to the building, motions us in...it looked like the "notel motel"..my heart was racing.
The taxidriver directs us to an elevator door, pushes the button and the elevator door opens. He sort of swoops us in the elevator. Now keep in mind we are not idiots when we travel but to tell you the truth we certainly were that evening.
Swoosh, the elevator ascends, the elevator door opens, the taxi driver steps out and motions us to do the same.
And in front of us was the most beautiful restaurant you can imagine with windows overlooking all of PV and Banderas Bay!!!
The taxidriver rushes over to the desk, has a conversation and suddenly a gentleman in a tuxedo comes over to us, welcomes us and escorts us to a window table.
We go from being speechless from confusion, from fear, to utter delight. My husband tries to pay the taxidriver. The restaurant manager tells him "no,no" although my husband was allowed to tip the taxidriver.
We had the most delicious lengthy dinner, Cesear Salad, Lobster Tails, can't remember what else plus wonderful Mexican wine.
When we were finished dining hours later, the same dear taxi driver was waiting by the elavator to take us back to our hotel. We were so enchanted with the restaurant we hadn't even thought about how we were going get to back down to our hotel, LOL.
We always went back to this restaurant every visit to PV. Over time the people hanging around and sleeping in front of it were cleared away, so it didn't look so scary.
But I will never forget the total fear I had the first time arriving there. It was like being in a nightmare and then when we stepped out of the elevator it was like a beautiful dream.
Again dear Statia, think of me when you are in the region of Veneto drinking the Pinot Grigio and the Prosecco. Cin,cin!!!
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:17 PM
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Great story, LoveItaly! I do have a vaguely similar one in Acapulco, Mexico, but I've told enough stories tonight. Glad you keep returning to that magical place.
And, yes...I will make a special toast to you when we are in magical Venezia. You can bet on it.
And, yes...I will make a special toast to you when we are in magical Venezia. You can bet on it.
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:26 PM
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Kids are at the football game, DH is studying, so I am back with wine in hand
Buffalogirl--LOL!
Beachbum--What a way to impress the inlaws, lol!
I can't believe I forgot our funniest story. When we were in Paris we had planned to take the train out to Nordmandy. So one afternoon we went to the grocery store near our hotel and bought some picnic items. We bought some cheese, but had no clue what kind it was. We just grabbed something and figured we would try it. We came back to the hotel and put it in the fridge in the kids room (adjoining rooms), and headed out for the rest of the afternoon.
We stopped in the room briefly before heading to dinner, and the room stunk really bad. We thought it was our son, ahem, needing the bathroom. He insisted the smell was not him. So off to dinner we went.
When we returned, the room smelled even worse, and once again we blamed him. Finally we realized that the fridge was unplugged and the smell was that cheese we bought.
My DH took it out of the hotel and walked about 3 blocks til he found a garbage can sufficiently far enough from the hotel to dispose of it.
Can you imagine what that would have smelled like on the train? lol!
As it turned out, the Normandy tour company gave us erroneous train info so we missed the train and the trip that day. Our hotel was wonderful though and arranged a private driver for us for the next day. So we made it out there on our very last day there, and with no stinky cheese, lol!
Buffalogirl--LOL!
Beachbum--What a way to impress the inlaws, lol!
I can't believe I forgot our funniest story. When we were in Paris we had planned to take the train out to Nordmandy. So one afternoon we went to the grocery store near our hotel and bought some picnic items. We bought some cheese, but had no clue what kind it was. We just grabbed something and figured we would try it. We came back to the hotel and put it in the fridge in the kids room (adjoining rooms), and headed out for the rest of the afternoon.
We stopped in the room briefly before heading to dinner, and the room stunk really bad. We thought it was our son, ahem, needing the bathroom. He insisted the smell was not him. So off to dinner we went.
When we returned, the room smelled even worse, and once again we blamed him. Finally we realized that the fridge was unplugged and the smell was that cheese we bought.
My DH took it out of the hotel and walked about 3 blocks til he found a garbage can sufficiently far enough from the hotel to dispose of it.
Can you imagine what that would have smelled like on the train? lol!
As it turned out, the Normandy tour company gave us erroneous train info so we missed the train and the trip that day. Our hotel was wonderful though and arranged a private driver for us for the next day. So we made it out there on our very last day there, and with no stinky cheese, lol!
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:34 PM
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Oh, mms, your cheese story reminded me of another one that has nothing to do with bathroom humor! LOL
DH and I were traveling in Austria with my parents. We were all enjoying a nice meal at a restaurant in Salzburg when my dad took a bite of this white "cheese" that was on his plate. He immediately loaded up his fork with the "cheese" and said, "Oh, honey, taste this cheese" and offered it to his lovely wife. She let out a howl and about beat him silly with her napkin. It was horseradish! Now whenever any of us see a suspicious-looking food, we tell each other to "taste this cheese."
DH and I were traveling in Austria with my parents. We were all enjoying a nice meal at a restaurant in Salzburg when my dad took a bite of this white "cheese" that was on his plate. He immediately loaded up his fork with the "cheese" and said, "Oh, honey, taste this cheese" and offered it to his lovely wife. She let out a howl and about beat him silly with her napkin. It was horseradish! Now whenever any of us see a suspicious-looking food, we tell each other to "taste this cheese."
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:48 PM
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Jocelyn--LOL!
The sad thing is I can think of lots of funny stories, but alas, they mostly deal with bathrooms. Probably best not to share! With kids though, it just kind of goes with the territory, lol!
Statia--Here is a warning for you for Venice. When we were there, we were in some little coffee bar near where we got on the vaporetto for Murano. I took the kids to the bathroom while DH was going to get a double espresso. He thought he was being so smart, ordering in Italian. Well, his language skills could use some polishing. The person though he asked for 8 espresso's, instead of 2. So I came out of the restroom with the kids, and DH whispers that he needs more money. I didn't ask why, jsut gave it to him. Then I see 8 espressos lined up on the counter, and no other customers. He started to drink them because he didn't want to seem rude, lol! Finally the owner came over and realized the mistake, and gave the barrista a slight whap on the head for it (all in good fun though). I never let DH order without me again.
The sad thing is I can think of lots of funny stories, but alas, they mostly deal with bathrooms. Probably best not to share! With kids though, it just kind of goes with the territory, lol!
Statia--Here is a warning for you for Venice. When we were there, we were in some little coffee bar near where we got on the vaporetto for Murano. I took the kids to the bathroom while DH was going to get a double espresso. He thought he was being so smart, ordering in Italian. Well, his language skills could use some polishing. The person though he asked for 8 espresso's, instead of 2. So I came out of the restroom with the kids, and DH whispers that he needs more money. I didn't ask why, jsut gave it to him. Then I see 8 espressos lined up on the counter, and no other customers. He started to drink them because he didn't want to seem rude, lol! Finally the owner came over and realized the mistake, and gave the barrista a slight whap on the head for it (all in good fun though). I never let DH order without me again.
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:51 PM
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Oh Joycelyn_P, you remind me of one time when I was at a Safeco Insurance Co Conference. Lovely primerib dinner and so forth. There were bowls of "sourcream" which everyone put on their baked potato. NOT!! It was pure horseradish also. Thanks for the memories, LOL.
Oct 7th, 2005, 06:57 PM
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mms, thanks so much for the warning, but unfortunately my DH is an espresso freak and knows how to order in virtualy every language.
Only problem is he has his shot, then is ready to take off as I sit there enjoying my slow cafe while reading more of my guidebook on where we are headed next. There have actually been times that he has walked off and then realized I'm still sitting there savoring.
Funny story, though! I can see that happening!
Only problem is he has his shot, then is ready to take off as I sit there enjoying my slow cafe while reading more of my guidebook on where we are headed next. There have actually been times that he has walked off and then realized I'm still sitting there savoring.
Funny story, though! I can see that happening!
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:03 PM
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I'm back, and the merlot is flowing freely.
Hi, seetheworld. Sorry I wasn't able to help you with the fruit police question, I've been off the board for a while. But thankfully Statia was there for you.
I think men and women take a different approach to bathroom business. Men seem to take pride in what they do, in fact, it's sort of an event they look forward to. DH always takes reading material with him for his daily constitution. I do not understand this. I have suggested that he forgo the reading material so he can focus on his business, get the job done, and get out of there. But I think it's a form of relaxation for him.
Ladies, do you see the same pattern with your husbands or sons? Gentlemen, what do you have to say about this?
I warned you in my previous post that once the merlot flows, my posts might get silly.
Hi, seetheworld. Sorry I wasn't able to help you with the fruit police question, I've been off the board for a while. But thankfully Statia was there for you.
I think men and women take a different approach to bathroom business. Men seem to take pride in what they do, in fact, it's sort of an event they look forward to. DH always takes reading material with him for his daily constitution. I do not understand this. I have suggested that he forgo the reading material so he can focus on his business, get the job done, and get out of there. But I think it's a form of relaxation for him.
Ladies, do you see the same pattern with your husbands or sons? Gentlemen, what do you have to say about this?
I warned you in my previous post that once the merlot flows, my posts might get silly.
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:05 PM
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Evenin' all !
I'm too tired to think of a funny travel story
tonight. We had the carpets cleaned
Wed and I am still retrieving
various furnishings from the decks and backyard.
Thank goodness for our Indian Summer
weather, yes, loveItaly ?
Oh, the bathroom stories gave me a much needed laugh !
STW & mms-Let me go pour a glass of wine and see if I can remember the pertinent facts
of the time my cousin Roger tried to
flush his brother David down the toliet
R5
I'm too tired to think of a funny travel story
tonight. We had the carpets cleaned
Wed and I am still retrieving
various furnishings from the decks and backyard.
Thank goodness for our Indian Summer
weather, yes, loveItaly ?
Oh, the bathroom stories gave me a much needed laugh !
STW & mms-Let me go pour a glass of wine and see if I can remember the pertinent facts
of the time my cousin Roger tried to
flush his brother David down the toliet
R5
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:10 PM
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STW--Thankfully just ONE boy He is very entertaining though, lol! I have one story that is REALLY good, but no way could I post it online! One that does not involve bathrooms though, is this. We were the Canadian Rockies and driving on the Bow Valley Parkway nera Lake Louise and checking out all the wildlife. There were a couple large bull elk eating by the side of the road. We stopped and looked (from inside the suv). Our son then comments that he wonders how the elk make their living. We all busted out laughing, and he didn't understand why. Finally it dawned on him. But what he meant was, he wondered how they survive, as in where they live, sleep, etc. So now we always tell him that elk are engineers, or something alone that line, lol!
Statia--LOL! My husband only ever knows enough of a language to sufficiently butcher it.
He is very entertaining though, lol! I have one story that is REALLY good, but no way could I post it online! One that does not involve bathrooms though, is this. We were the Canadian Rockies and driving on the Bow Valley Parkway nera Lake Louise and checking out all the wildlife. There were a couple large bull elk eating by the side of the road. We stopped and looked (from inside the suv). Our son then comments that he wonders how the elk make their living. We all busted out laughing, and he didn't understand why. Finally it dawned on him. But what he meant was, he wondered how they survive, as in where they live, sleep, etc. So now we always tell him that elk are engineers, or something alone that line, lol! Statia--LOL! My husband only ever knows enough of a language to sufficiently butcher it.
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:15 PM
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P_M--LOL!!!!!!! Yup, I have had 1/2 a glass of wine so far and am already feeling it! I am a super lightweight.
Razzle--Gotta hear that story! My DH is a mountain climber, and one time he was waiting for his buddy to come pick him up for a climb. The guy called and was running late and sounded flustered. He finally arrived, with all the gear literally thrown in the back of the suv, nothing in his pack. He explained that his 5 yr old had flushed his underwear down the toilet. Apparently it got stuck. Our friend had to take the entire toilet out of where it sits. He retrieved the underwear, and put the toilet back. The boys only comment was "I sure hope they aren't ripped!". Let's just say it was a good thing our friend was leaving for a climb and distanced himself from his son
Razzle--Gotta hear that story! My DH is a mountain climber, and one time he was waiting for his buddy to come pick him up for a climb. The guy called and was running late and sounded flustered. He finally arrived, with all the gear literally thrown in the back of the suv, nothing in his pack. He explained that his 5 yr old had flushed his underwear down the toilet. Apparently it got stuck. Our friend had to take the entire toilet out of where it sits. He retrieved the underwear, and put the toilet back. The boys only comment was "I sure hope they aren't ripped!". Let's just say it was a good thing our friend was leaving for a climb and distanced himself from his son
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:23 PM
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PM, my husband is exactly the same way!!! We had our house built, and we had bookshelves installed in our master bathroom. I kid you not. It is cluttered with newspapers, magazines, novels, professional periodicals, and even highlighters. When our kids, who are 3 and 5, ask where Daddy is and I say (without even checking, cuz I just know since he's been out of sight for so long) "He's in the bathroom," they roll their eyes and moan. I just don't get it. We have so many comfortable places in the house to sit and read, why in the world does he choose to sit bare-a$$ed on a cold ceramic ring in a smelly little room?
No, I haven't had any wine tonight, but as I mentioned earlier, the in-laws are here.
No, I haven't had any wine tonight, but as I mentioned earlier, the in-laws are here.
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:42 PM
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Jocelyn, that is too funny!! Our bathroom has a big vanity area and a small water closet. The water closet has a linen closet inside, containing half towels, and half books. So in other words, DH can reach his books from the stool!! Our house was not custom built, but I can tell this house was designed by a man. Before too long, men will be designing toilets that double as recliners. God forbid....
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:48 PM
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a similar story...my adopted nephew came out of the bathroom at the Staples Center in Los Angeles with the deoderizer from the urinal in his hand. He said "look dad, I found a hockey puck in the toilet on the wall!
We still laugh to do this day...
We still laugh to do this day...
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:50 PM
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You two are hilarious
When we were in Portugal (bunch of wives met the dh's on a port stop), one of the guys thought it was so cool that he could sit on the toilet and have a place to soak his feet. Yup, thats what he used the bidet for! We all teased him because he thought that was so cool that he spent a lot of time in there, lol!
When we were in Portugal (bunch of wives met the dh's on a port stop), one of the guys thought it was so cool that he could sit on the toilet and have a place to soak his feet. Yup, thats what he used the bidet for! We all teased him because he thought that was so cool that he spent a lot of time in there, lol!
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:51 PM
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A recliner toilet? Don't be spreading ideas like that on a public forum, PM! My DH jokes (I hope) about installing a plasma TV on the backside of the bathroom door...although just tonight he turned on the TV in the adjacent room and listened to the ball game.
And yes, these bookshelves are also accessible without having to reposition.
And yes, these bookshelves are also accessible without having to reposition.
Oct 7th, 2005, 07:58 PM
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Soaking his feet in the bidet?? EEEWWWWWW!!!! On that happy note, I have reached the bottom of my third glass of merlot, so maybe I should go to bed. I hope I can sleep and not dream about that image.
Goodnight, all.
Goodnight, all.
