Friday, December 23, 2011

Day 353

I travelled all day long. I woke up around 5:00 am (after going to bed at 3:30) and didn't arrive in Quito until 1 am the next day. Of course, I did lose two hours. So it was 11 pm Colorado time. I just remember feeling so tired.

This carry on was actually checked soon after I took the picture. I didn't mind... it meant that I didn't have to drag it around the Miami airport when I got there.

Would guys like to hear a funny/ embarrassing moment?
Even if you don't want to, I'll tell you anyway. When I was in the Dallas airport, I practically felt like a zombie. I didn't have anything to do and I was tired, oh so tired. I began walking around. I went to fill up my water bottle. When I arrived at the water fountain, there was a man standing there watching a few bags while whoever he was traveling with went to the bathroom. I stood at the water fountain for awhile feeling around it trying to figure out where the button was to make water come out. I then stand up and just stare at it. I'm not exactly sure about what I should do about the situation I'm in. I had NO idea where the button was to turn the water on, but I felt too weird just walking away after accomplishing nothing. Finally, the guy next to me says: "the button is way underneath. I had the same problem, I couldn't figure out how to work it either." I thanked him and then proceeded to fill my water bottle. I then started walking aimlessly. I'm watching the floor as I walk. I then look up and I find myself in a bathroom. No, not the women's bathroom.... it was the men's bathroom. I suddenly halt, and a man looks at me and says, "you're in the wrong bathroom." I go: "Oh, sorry" and I turn around and start walking out. As I was walking out a man is walking in. He looks at me, and then looks at the sign. Finally I say, "Sorry, I walked into the wrong bathroom." He enters and I exit. The entire time I'm pretty sure that the guy who helped me figure out the water fountains had watched the entire episode. I really wonder what he thinks about it.

That was my excitement in Dallas. In Miami I realize that I had about 3 or 4 holes in the crotch of my jeans. They were my favorite jeans... and now I have to throw them away :(

That pretty much sums up my day. I'm pretty sure my cheeks were red most of the day from embarrassment. Thankfully, none of those people will ever see me again.


Kristin said...

Oh my gosh. Hilarious. You handled it well though. Better than I would have. :)

Karin said...

So true - they will never see you again!:) That's funny - I also nearly walked into a men's restroom in Chicago O'Hare. Good thing you didn't get too far:)