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There is nothing more rewarding for parents than spending quality time with the kids on a family vacation. Snapping pictures, exploring and discovering new territories while blazing new trails can make for great family fun. After all, isn't that what a family vacation is all about anyway? Just being together, sharing, laughing, talking - creating some of life's most memorable moments. All too often though, the hopes of a rewarding vacation or day trip with the kids can slowly dwindle into a day of frustration and disappointment. The kids get hungry, then they're thirsty, they get tired and cranky, now they want to argue and of course the ever proverbial "are we there yet"...coming from the back seat of the car feels as though it will forever be ringing in your ears. Is this bonding? Well...in a sense - yes.
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I guess I must have done loads of dumb things - my travelling spans 40 years and many, many countries - but seem to have been born lucky, in that things I inevitably did wrong all turned out to have happy outcomes (maybe happier than if I hadn't done them in the first place?).
Like, for instance, I once solo hitch-hiked with my year-old son across Europe to Athens and Istanbul. We had a wonderful time but I must have been crazy to contemplate doing it.But one singularly outstanding bit of foot-in-mouth that, fortunately, didn't land me in jail happened when I was returning a couple of years ago overland from Iran to Turkey.
I arrived at the border post close on dusk and the guard couldn't find my exit visa from my last Turkish visit. I 'jocularly' blurted out "What - do you think I'm a spy, then?" before wishing I'd bitten my tongue off, and envisaging a long, long spell in a borderpost jail.
Fortunately, he took it in the spirit in which it was meant (there aren't too many m...
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I was backpacking through Europe and near the end of an 8 week trip. Before noon, I checked out of a lovely pension in Seville and made my way to the train station. I figured I'd rest and read while I waited some 4 hours for my train to Portugal. I kept an eye on the station board and figured out where I'd need to board my train. So around 1600 I got on the train. It left the station and I quickly reallized I was heading in the wrong direction! I had inadvertantly identified on the wrong platform! The abbreviations were ALMOST the same for the two destinations. I tried to check (in Spanish) with other passengers who confirmed I was going to a different city. I got off at the first stop and got on the next train back to Seville. But by the time I got back to the Seville station, my train had left. No more trains to that destination for two days. So I missed out on seeing Portugal!
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Dumb Travel Moments (30.9.2009)
#1. Not keeping up much of a journal while on holiday in Melbourne, Victoria. So many activities, so little in the way of log entries. In my very poor defense, I was always catching a tram or a train in Greater Melbourne. At any railway station, I would peruse the area for a pie kiosk and buy a sample. Australia and meat pies, what a combo! Then it was time to catch another train or tram and off I went. A lot of travel in Melbourne to be had with a Metcard which tends to cut down on journal writing time.
#2. Not sampling enough meat pies in Australia. Bummer!
#3. Leaving Melbourne to go home to Philadelphia. I always hate going home. Wanted to get lost in the Yarra Valley but I think the local people would have "helped" me to Tullamarine Airport. Think about it: Melbourne or Philadelphia - where would you rather go home to? They don't allow surfboards on the SEPTA trains in Philadelphia.
#4. Thinking that things (food, situations, peo...
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Dumb Moments of the Distant Past
Not that I've ceased doing dumb things, but from the 70s:
1) Applying for Ethiopian visas in London (to be picked up in Cairo), then reading a sign in a US embassy stating that severe travel restrictions were on in Ethiopia, so not bothering to pick up those elaborately arranged visas . . . and still never having been to the country decades later.
2) Which led to a New Year's Eve panic in Khartoum, believing the rumor that all airfares were due to increase drastically the following day, and hastily buying tickets to Nairobi. What made this bad was that the death throes of the Idi Amin regime meant all borders south of Kenya were closed, and our air tickets should have been bought for, say, Malawi, so we could work back north from there. Still haven't covered the intervening territory.
3) Believing the nice chap in Bombay that his money changing scheme could net us 25% more rupees when, in fact, it eliminated all our travelers' cheques and foreign...
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Great blog post!
I enjoyed reading this!
I saw this topic in my new LP e-newsletter right after calling in a take-out sushi order, and I knew I should leave right away to pick it up and give the post my undivided attention while I ate, so I had some quality time on 3rd Ave in NYC to reflect on my own "dumb" travel choices.
But I could not produce a single regret until I was home, chopsticks in hand, reading the list. And suddenly, there they were.
My Red Wings experience was the AFC Championship game between the Colts and Patriots--I flew in to Indianapolis on the frigid January night of the game and watched it on TV from, coincidentally, a sushi restaurant. I don't even care for pro football, but I should've gone.
This would count for my James Brown tribute story, too, except that I also watched Obama's inauguration from Fredericksburg, Virginia, an hour south of DC. --Though it was strangely poignant to have voted in my "real Virginia" elementary school as I was be...
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Estoy tonto
After a particularly long day of travel I arrived at Bajaras in Madrid confident in my preparations and my ability to speak Spanish. Once through into the arrivals level I was met by a wall of people and one guy who inquired if I needed a taxi, which of course I had been planning on taking. Unfortunately he was no taxi driver, and once I realized this (it took me about 5 minutes and we were already driving), I began a careful calculation of what I needed to do to get out of this predicament. Fortunately he just took me for a financial ride and delivered me to my hotel with no problems at about triple the cost of a regular taxi. It could have been substantially worse.
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Travelling with Foot-in-Mouth disease
I was in Cambodia touring the temples of Angkor. My guide Ree, was staring at me with a look of utter horror on his face. I was smiling broadly before the penny dropped, and realised I had made one of life’s awful tourist gaffes.
It was a hot morning, and I had been at the temples since 5.30 to capture the magical moment when the sun rose over one of the ancient world’s most amazing complexes – Angkor Wat.
By 11.30 am, Ree could see I was struggling with the heat and humidity.
“Sir,” he enquired, “Would you like to walk back to the air-conditioned car and go to a restaurant for a late breakfast? You are looking very hot.”
It sounded an excellent idea, so I willingly agreed. We returned to the car and, as we began driving towards the restaurant, I decided to invite Ry and the driver to join me because I was travelling solo and disliked eating alone.
After some 10 minutes, the driver pulled into a small car park and we got out....
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I'd like a bodybag
My husband and I are Dutch and we were travelling in the United States. My English is not bad, I majored in English literature in college. My husband on the other hand knows most English from American television shows and movies.
On one of our first evenings, we were having a typical American steak dinner in a restaurant, and there was no way we were able to eat everything on our plates, it was just too much.
I told my husband that I've seen on television that it is customary in America to ask for a doggybag. In this case the restaurant staff packs the rest of your dinner so you can take it home with you and finish it later. I said I could imagine why, since they serve so much.
As soon as I said it, my husband waved at the waitress, obviously thinking he could look like an experienced U.S.-traveller.
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Clothing not costumes
On Martha's Vineyard last week, I had the opportunity to spend a day with members of the Wampanoag tribe, who occupy and own most of the western tip of the island. One member told me, 'We've been here 10,000 years!' Before I sat to watch the Wampanoag's 'Legends of Moshup' pageant -- an outdoor telling of the tribe's traditional tales -- I made the mistake of calling their traditional clothing they wore as 'costumes.' 'No, it's not costumes,' they gently reminded me. 'It's our clothing.'
Clothing, not costumes. Something to keep in mind when in western Martha's Vineyard, or mingling with various 'minority groups' in places like Southeast Asia...
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Je ne parle pas Francais...
Thinking myself quite confident, I spoke that "Oh so American French" and drew extreme laughter from my dining guests (my French cousins in Culoz). The waiter (in French) asked if I wanted anything else. I replied, "non merci, je suis plein." OK, all you Frenchies go ahead and laugh, but for the rest of you, I'll explain.
Non merci means no thank you; Je suis means I am; plein means full. No thanks, i'm full......seemed right to me. However, plein (full) means full with child., as in pregnant.....but only when refering to barnyard animals. So, "would you like anything else?" was answered with "No thanks, this cow is pregnant."-
robertreid Hilarious story. I regret I don't even know that much French! (I cheated in Mr Becknell's class in 9th grade.)
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Lazy in Taipei
My "dumbest" travel moment (other than watching dazed as a woman in Thailand just helped herself to the baht in my wallet) definitely has to be the week I spent in Taiwan, never venturing out of Taipei. Granted, it was a vacation, but Taiwan is small enough, I could (and should) have seen more of it! I saw mainly MRT stations...
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Oh to be young
My first trip away - classic backpacking up the East Coast of Australia. 19 years old and very excited. My first night in a Sydney backpackers, hours of drinking and staggering through Kings Cross with my new mates. Couple of hours later I realise I can't find my Visa cards. Luckily my new mates could remember where we were staying and put me in a taxi. One drunken tearful phone call home and several hours of unconsciousness later I wake up feeling physically and emotionally burned. I want to go home. My mum arranged a new bank card to be sent to me, and never told my Dad. What a star. Luckily for me my friends were genuine and lent me cash until my new cards arrived. Big lesson learned that day about what being responsible for yourself means when you're so far from home and don't really know a soul. The rest of my trip was great, and I'm still a very keen traveller.... who keeps a close eye on her purse and passport.
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We're not all always as cool as we think. We make huge mistakes on the road too -- sometimes leaving bags in the back of taxis, walking into temples with shoes one, vomitting in hallways. That sort of thing. Here's the place to share them so we can all learn from each other's mistakes -- or at least laugh at each other. Make that 'with,' not at.
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