Monday, October 08, 2007

Speedy LaRue meet Stinky LaRue....

So I just arrived in Cincinatti..well, Covington, KY actually... this was an interesting trip. Don't you just love the traveling adventures of Reb?

On the first plane, to Detroit, I sat next to Stinky LaRue. He reeked of booze and also took up half of my seat. I had to lean out into the aisle for the entire flight with my hand over my nose in the least obvious way possible. When I thought I had made it through alive and could see the end of the tunnel....well......he farted. I thought I might need the barf bag.

On my next flight, from Detroit to Dayton, I again sat next to a large person and spent the flight leaning into the aisle. Fortunately she did not stink. Well, actually she did put on a terribly noxious scented lotion before take off, but that faded fairly quickly. We were, however, sitting in the last row, next to the bathroom. After landing we had to wait for 20 minutes for a gate. It was at least 100 degrees in there, but I'm going to guess it was even hotter. Mmmmmmmmmm the whole plane smelled lovely.

Made it to the airport and got my rental car. I got a GPS this time since I had to drive well over an hour to my hotel....thank God because it was dark and a maze of interstates.

.....I was doing okay with Ms GPS guiding me. Unfortunately she didn't announce speed limits in addition to directions. I got pulled over on I-75 while I was in the left lane...being the clueless natural blonde that I am, I pulled over to the left...only to hear the police officer yelling over his intercom to pull to the right. Oh yes, I'm an idiot. Made my way across three lanes of traffic and stopped. When the officer came up to me he gave me a lecture about the risk of death when pulling to the left.... and I got a really nice ticket. He informed me that I can mail it in, unless I'd like to come back to Ohio for court. What a sweetie......

And here I am in the hotel room (no poop on the toilet this time, so no jacuzzi this trip) eating room service. Good night.

1 comment:

Monica said...

Sweet niblets, you have some fun times. I hear you on being stuck next to large people on planes. It happens to me all the time. When their arm is sticking out 3" past the shared arm rest I feel seriously invaded.

Miss you, chickypoo.