Me - accusing a total stranger of shoplifting in a foreign country because I misinterpreted her actions (in my defense my hubby agreed with me). Gaarh. Quick exit stage left. In the words of Forrest gump- "that's all I've got to say about that".
Hubby - going to theme park with only receipts from travel agent, not vouchers for said park. This resulted in frantic texts to family members to get them to ring said agent to fax over receipts to hotel. Fortunately theme park gave us a day pass anyway, thanks Disney. Of course when we got back to the hotel the vouchers were found with our final documents that we got from them. Doh!!!
At least we're not the only ones. We talked to a waiter who, apart from spreading his vegemite an inch thick on his toast when he visited relatives in Kalgoorlie borrowed a motorbike from his uncle, in order to ride across to cairns. Yes, you heard it right, or read it actually. Apparently he chose a direct(ish) route and stopped at a roadhouse/servo when he ran out of petrol. Unfortunately it was closed for winter and he was stuck there for 10 days. At some stage the cairns people rang up the kalgoorlie people to find out where he was. They sent along a semi driver when they realized he was MIA. Fortunately he had enough water in the interim. Apparently the local rag ran a story about a foolish American tourist on a motorbike. At least we didn't have that happen.
Stay tuned for the next exciting episode.
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