Thank you so much for the great responses. Here they are, with names changed to protect the innocent and embarrassed.
. . . you arrive in a foreign country with a miserable sore throat. You go to the local pharmacy and make a feeble attempt to ask for some throat lozenges–and end up with something for your ear!!! (True story!) (JS from Fresno)
. . .I’m going somewhere I’ve never been! (SM from Pleasant Hill)
. . . I have a good authentic meal, it’s all about the food. (IE from Concord)
. . . you are able to walk & realize the gift that one is given…and you get to fly somewhere that you don’t speak the language…but guess that could be in Mississippi! (PL from St. George)
. . . my daughter and I were terrorized while in Hawaii (that’s a clue!) to the point of moving all the furniture in our rented condo to the middle of the room and beating the walls with a broom…..by a gecko! We had no idea what it was, lol. (CL from Concord)
. . . the plane overshot the runway and skidded into the pond used for fire emergencies. Had to sit for hours to be towed out.
Or ~ kidney stone attack on the train from Paris back to Germany. The ambulance gurney didn’t fit on the train hallway so I was dragged off on a tarp. The emergency room prepped me for an appendectomy until I found the french word for rock/pebble in my book. (MM from Bigfork, MT)
. . . you are ready to catch your connecting flight in Texas and they say you have a reservation,,,but no seat assignments!!!!! What!!!! (JB from Fresno)
. . . you wake up staring at a lion! (FT from Carmel)
. . . you leave your purse and passport (and father’s passport) on a train in Vernazza, (cinqa terra) Italy at midnight. Only to think OK this is my new home and find out the train turns around in the next town and the very honest train conductor brings it back to our hotel’s owners (they somehow called the train?)!! Traveling into the night is not always the best idea! Gotta love Italy though!! (DK from Maui)
. . . I lost sight of my tour group in Cuba, on the first outing. They took off and I wandered the streets for hours before a stranger came to my aid. (LR from Walnut Creek)
. . . you are on a dirt road in rural Germany and two military types appear pointing guns at you and yelling in Germany of which you do not understand. (DF from Fresno)
. . . You’re a college student, It’s a summer in the ’70s. You’ve left St. Louis bound for New Orleans (then on to a flight to Guatemala) when the stewardess (that’s what they were then) announces you will land and deplane in Jacksonville FL — due to a bomb threat passenger, who was detained at the boarding airport, but whose luggage is in the cargo hold!!
Thanks to all of you, That was great fun, and quite revealing for some of you!!!! I wish I could send each of you a prize.