I have a number of memories that make my face turn red when I think of them. And no, not the good kind of blush.
But the humdinger is probably when Tech Guy and I got some type of food poisoning on a Lufthansa flight from Houston to Frankfurt. We were on a transport bus taking us from the plane to the terminal when my nausea got the better of me.
Where the holy hell to toss my cookies? The thing closest at hand.
A sock.
Yes, I hacked into a cotton sock. And no, it wasn’t particularly absorbent.
My ultimate claim to fame? I’ve puked on every continent I’ve visited. Yep. North America, Asia, Europe and Africa (if you consider the ME part of Africa. Some says it’s Asia). So far, South America, Australia and Antarctica have been spared. Penguins beware!
Do you have a travel (or other) memory that makes you cringe?
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Today is International Day for Tolerance so try your best to tolerate one thing—your mother-in-law, an ugly rash, athlete’s foot—but only one!
