Published: October 27th 2009October 26th 2009
October 26, 2009
Today was an interesting day. We set out early; we had a long way to go to get to New Orleans. When we left Galveston we drove a bit and then took a ferry that eliminated many miles on the road to the Big Easy! I hate ferry rides but this one was delightful. There were dolphins cavorting in the water, the sun was shining and it was …short! (and the sea did not roll so that Donna did not “you know what”! )When we landed on the other side, we drove right off the barge…it was quick and easy. We began our drive and the weather changed dramatically…it started to storm…and wow, it was unbelievable.
“Tell me what to do if there’s a tornado” I say to Bill. It was very dark and the rain was pouring down. We were in a very flat coastal area. Then the lightening started.
“Don’t be silly” he said.
“In case you get knocked out right away, tell me where we’re supposed to go…I know the car is not the place to be” I answer!
“Lay down in a gully or trench” he tells us.
I spend the rest
of the storm trying to identify where there is likely to be a trench!!!
Finally, it seemed, we had out run the storm…But it really had been quite scary!
We stopped in a small town for a quick lunch. John went into the restroom and came out with an interesting “road warrior” story. Apparently the Men’s Room he visited had no lock on the door. Instead there was a string attached to the doorknob that the restroom guest was supposed to hold in order to keep other people out! Let’s think about this for a moment…if my memory of a man’s voiding ritual serves me well, so very many unhappy scenarios could occur!!! For example: The man is standing there emptying his bladder, holding the string in his hand as well as…his equipment. Someone tries to enter, pulling on the string, which causes the man to turn, mid stream, so to speak, thus showering the floor with his …you know what…pee pee! OR…the man is in the middle of his business, holding the string as well as his “Johnson” I think my son calls it, and someone tries to enter. What if the string gets tangled as the man struggles
to keep a grip on it. What if it gets wrapped around his…well, you get the picture…The string thing, as it turns out, just doesn’t seem like a good idea in the Men’s Room, does it? Now, perhaps a string arrangement could work out in the Ladies Room…there’s really nothing for the string to get caught up in, is there?
We drove on until we reached New Orleans…so exciting! We are staying at a Sheraton, downtown, right next to the French Quarters! (Thank you, Marie!) It’s Monday night and it is wild here! New Orleans seems to hum with activity! Tomorrow we’re going on a city tour…well, all of us except Bill…I really have to get myself a date!
Today’s Road Lesson: Strings in a Men’s Room…Bad idea!!!
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