A Funny Thing Happened: Travel Anecdote
Travel often leads us into funny or humorous situations. Write about a time something funny happened to you while travelling. Keep it very short (no more than 200 words) and use story telling style: have people speaking in dialogue, for example. Brad intends to write a fresh anecdote about his trip to
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Funny Girl
When I was travelling to Norway in 2001 , I got on the local Oslo train to Bergen, where my husband was working. The train was almost full with a few empty seats. Oslo is a beautiful city located on the western coast of the fiord of Norway. It is surrounded by a spectacular archipelago of islands and mountain peaks. Across from my seat was sat a young family: a 3 years old girl and a pregnant lady.
The girl was staring at the belly of a pregnant lady, who was sitting next to her father. Suddenly the girl stands up, walks towards the pregnant lady and asks:
"Why is your stomach so big?" she said.
"I'm having a baby." she replied.
With big eyes, the kid asked,
"Is the baby in your stomach?"
She answered, "Yes, it sure is."
With surprised and shocked look, the girl said with a trembling voice:
"Then why did you eat it?
The pregnant lady and we laughed because the girl ‘s face was weird and funny. I had lots of fun that day, and it was really comic, spontaneous situation.
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Unforgettable moment.
When I was in Korea over summer vacation, my brother decided to take me along to a beach with my mom, sister. While I was sunbathing, I suddenly had to go to a washroom, so I asked my mom to take me. But my mom said,
“Do it in a water, nobody will know.”
“But I will know!”
So I asked my sister instead and told me to put my sandals on, but suddenly I realized that I didn’t bring my sandals with me! So at the end, I decided to walk on hot steamy sand. Oh my God, I can still feel the hot steamy sand on my feet! While I was walking, I hypnotized myself that the hot steamy sand was a cold ice, but it didn’t work. At last, my target was a mile away, and suddenly,
“I don’t have to go,” and my sister looked at me curiously and said,
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I did it! I did my ‘business’ here!” I yelled at my sister.
By the time I looked, it seemed everyone in the beach looked at me, and even people at the helicopter who was patrolling!
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A Good Tour Guide
"Once" upon a time, I was a tour guide.
In summer 1996, the company that I worked for was busy bringing in its multi-purpose (which means anybody but tourists) tour groups from Taiwan. Grace, my new manager, asked me: “Would you guide a group for me? Extremely short-handed.” So off I went to the airport, picked up all members, and showed them around Vancouver for three days.
After the dutiful first day city tour, I got them in for shocks, eh; I meant surprises. We rode the SeaBus to Lonsdale Quay the next morning. I scattered my group in the market shopping around then I handed everyone ten dollars to buy lunch in the food court— alone. The last night happened to be Vancouver’s fireworks festival. So I rushed everybody walking toward the beach for better spots— standing, and then they raced me back to the hotel in return— wordlessly. I thought to myself: “Great! They really like me. What a good starting of my travel career!”
I couldn’t be more right: they told Grace to made me their “exclusive” guide because they couldn’t like me more. Since then I’ve been waiting still, for their second visit. – 197 words
In 1990 I worked in a military facility in Dhahran, Saudi Arabia. A brand new employee, one morning my boss called me.
Captain Ali said. “ Mr. Noel, you go to General Ali Sharbani and give this envelope. Our driver will take you there. Any questions?”
I answered. No questions sir.When am I going there?
He answered back. “ Right now, the driver is waiting for you at the gate.”
The driver dropped me there right in front of a big house. As I walked in the backyard, I saw a man in his 50’s of asean features wearing short and t-shirt . He was cleaning a car and seemed untidy.
I asked, good morning I am Noel and I am looking for General Sharbani.
“Why? Is there any problem? “ he answered politely.
Nothing sir, …..Could you tell your boss that someone is waiting here.
“Ok, you wait in the living room, I’ll call him.” He said politely.
After 10 minutes, a man came dressed in a military uniform with a small silver nameplate with black letters, Gen. Ali Sharbani, Program Director.
In shame, I wished to become a smoke and evaporate quickly.
He smiled and said “please give me the envelope and thank you.
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A Coffee in Venice
I’m clearly not one of the 1%, but I visited the Caffe Florian on Saint Marc’s square in Venice to see what it might be like.
Woody Allen and Ernest Hemingway had both “paid too much for a coffee” there so off we went.
The waiter, in black tie, seated us. First impression? My legs hurt since the old chair (perhaps an original from 1720?) cut into my thighs! Comfortable chairs don’t come with an expensive coffee, alas.
My daughter asked if a drink was good.
“If it is served at the Caffe Florian, of course it is good,” was the waiter’s snooty reply. I ordered annniversary coffee, which contained a liqueur of some kind and cost a cool eight euros (about 12 dollars Canadian).
When it arrived, it was warm, not hot. But it was on a silver tray, so who was I to complain? As we “enjoyed” our drinks (that came, together, to a cool 50 euros for the four of us), the ladies across the way complained about their tea.
My advice? If you’ve got that much money, the waiters will feel free to treat you with a certain contempt because, after all, who in their right mind would pay that much for a cup of coffee?
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Malta was a beautiful place. One day my husband and I were riding on a small scooter towards the place famous with ancient tombs.
On the way I was scolding myself aloud “How can I be stupid to forget to bring water.”
The sun was shining unmercifully and the earth was cracked from dryness. My mouth was longing for a drop of water. Suddenly in the other direction a fast car was approaching. What was worse, a gutter nearby the street was clogged and steam of dirty water flooded the street in front of us.
I opened my mouth and only uttered, “Watch,” the other word out was stack in my throat and I found myself with full mouth of dirty water.
I could hear the drive’s smile form the car on the opposite side. My husband stopped, turned to me and started to laugh so his shoulders were shaking. I looked awful- my white shirt and shorts were almost black, and my face was fully covered with dark water.
“Were you longing for a drop of water a while ago?” he asked.
“Yes, but not for that kind,” I answered.
“For now this is the only water you have,” he replied and winked at me.
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The Lumberjack Show
A few years ago my family and I visited Grouse Mountain; there were a few very interesting shows during the summer. I always like to prepare myself for what to expect when go to the new places; therefore, I knew exactly what to expect from each show. In the contrary, my husband wasn’t interested in any of the shows.
After lots of walking we were kind of tired and sat on the wooden stands full of people waiting for a show to start. I knew that the Lumberjack Show was about to start,but my husband didn’t.
While we were waiting, suddenly from nowhere, a guy with backpack, dressed as a tourist, started to behave erratically; he was shouting in Australian accent and started to climb a tall log (we couldn’t see that he had safety rope attached at the back).
When my husband saw the guy, he jumped from the stands and shouted,” Let’s go from here, this guy is crazy! I don’t want my kids to see him committing suicide!”
Everybody from the audience stared at him; some of them laughed. I was embarrassed and told him, “Sit back and watch the show! The guy is just an actor from the Lumberjack Show!”
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About three years ago my husband and I took the ferry to Victoria during the summer vacation.
It was a beautiful sunny day. I wore a long white elegant pleated skirt which was one of my favorites. We rushed at the deck when getting on the ferry because the spectacular views of mountain scenery attracted us. Although the wind blew my hair a little bit messy, we enjoyed the closeness with nature.
“Honey, I’m taking a picture for you; give me a pose!” My husband behaved so excitedly. I closed my eyes and stretched out my arms as if I wanted to hug the whole world. “That’s perfect! Hold on for a second; I need to adjust the camera a little bit.” Almost at the same time, a gust of wind was coming towards me and blowing my skirt up. It happened so quickly that I couldn’t cover my skirt properly. That was the most embarrassed moment I ever had; however, my husband looked satisfied with the picture he just took, and said, “Oh, that’s even better! Honey, now you’re my Marilyn Monroe!”
Since then I’ve got my nickname in my family: Honey Monroe!
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“Be in Time”
In 1987 I flew Bogota to New York stopover Miami. I had runaway when my father died and I wished close the cycle. We were early at the airport. Big suitcases were allowed, mine with many pound of coffee gifts.
“Let’s go for coffee, meanwhile it’s time.” said my mother. While time flew by, we rejoice it. Suddenly, my boyfriend (my husband today) said “I believe it’s time.” Really? I answered. We exchanged hugs and kisses.
When I went into the gate, just few people were there. Good to be in time. I thought.
Hi! I’m going to Miami.
Miami? The clerk pointed and fallowing an airplane taking off, said. That’s your plane! Tomorrow, be in time!
Ooops! How fast clock ran sometimes. I said.
Next day we were again in time sharing hugs and kisses, but not coffee.
In Miami looking for my suitcase, another surprise awaited me. The baggage-claim was at the police due an inspection. Any orphan luggage from Colombia rolling on a conveyor was/is considered a “drug-suitcase”. After long explanations, I was free ready for NY-connection-fly.
I heard an echo “Next, be in time!
Finally, in NY I opened my bag, everything was brown. Coffee was all around but no gifts. I remembered my father saying “Be in time” but focus!
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In 2009 I went to Serbia on a plane, and when I got there all my childhood friends that I hadn’t seen in a while were all tanned. I was as white as a ghost, and I felt like an outsider. So I decided I needed a tan too.
The next day, I went to the beach; it was 30 degrees Celsius. I put on my baby oil and I could feel the sun sizzling on my skin. I felt happy thinking that it was working and that I was getting darker. 12 hours later as I was going home, I started to feel dizzy, tender, and I looked like a red chilly pepper.
When I got to my aunt’s place, I was uneasy and couldn’t even put my arms on my sides. All my friends were pouring cold yogurt over my body and helping me take away the heat. Later that night, I had heat stroke and was sick.
A week later, my buddies were helping me peel my old skin off. As the strips of my skin fell to the ground, I learned an important lesson: never overdo anything. I haven’t gone tanning since.
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My “anecdote” belongs to my travel to Rom when I should pick up my Passport from Canadian Embassy. It was ten in the morning, and I had already done everything. I had whole day for hanging around and visiting Rom. I knew pretty well some places to visit because I was there many times before, but I had never been in the ancient city of Rom that called “Cava di Roma,” so I decided to go there. When I wanted to pay for the ticket, the doorman told me, “Today, visit is free.” I asked him the reason. He told, “Only one day per year visit is free.” It was fantastic because: I did every bureaucratic procedure in Canadian Embassy without any problem; the weather was sunny and perfect, and I had enough time for see sighting; the most important was free ticket like a birthday gift. Yes, it was my birthday, and free ticket was the most incredible surprise happened to me. The place had a mysterious effect of a Machine time that could bring the visitor imagination to the Roman Empire epoch. It is harsh to explain my indescribable feeling, and I recommend everyone to visit this site. (200 Words)
Three years ago I travelled to Alberta, BC. It was probably one of the most beautiful places I
have ever seen, I described Alberta as “heaven on Earth” I did not even want to come back
home I loved it that much. We saw many tourist sites, watched white river rafting, took a walk
on the glaciers, say deer’s and mouse’s, and went a tramway over the forest. As me and my
family were travelling we came across this beautiful lake and there was a lodge beside it to. I
said to my parents let’s stop here and take a walk. As being a Muslim I wear a Hijab (head
covering) there was a tour guide walking around and thought I was a new immigrant that was
walking around so he comes up to me and folds his hands and says “hello” with and elongated
“o” and says “welcome to our country, we are very happy to have you here” and started
laughing and I folded my hands and said to him “thank you very much but I am from here
British Columbia, I speak English.” Poor tour guide was so embarrassed he apologized and to
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The Great Wall
In August 2009, my family and I travelling from Vladivostok to Vancouver had a seventeen-hour stopover in Beijing. Someone had told me that this time would be enough to see the Great Wall. In Beijing International Airport, we saw a long row of bus bays with cashiers. I asked a cashier how to reach the Great Wall. No answer. Nobody spoke English. I wrote “The Great Wall” in English and showed it to cashiers; one sold tickets and pointed at a bus.
Entering the bus, I tried to ask about the Wall. The driver shook his head no and pointed another bay. In a bus line, we met a man who knew English. We explained him our situation. He talked with cashiers, and they led us to the third bus.
When our bus stopped on a final station, we didn’t see the Wall. We stayed on a street somewhere in Beijing. I noticed Holliday Inn, and rushed to the lobby.
“Do you speak English?”
“Yes.”
We were happy. We didn’t want the Wall anymore and asked a taxi to Forbidden City where we spent good time.
Finally, we took a taxi to the airport without any problem because I had asked in the hotel to write Beijing International Airport in Chinese on the paper which I showed the taxi driver.
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Customs at the Sydney Airport
I travelled to Australia ten years ago on my student visa and went through the Customs at Sydney Airport. I handed my declaration form to a Customs office who was in his 50s and looked friendly.
“Do you bring any food with you?” “No.” I thought I was lucky as I dropped beef jerk to my mother before I boarded the plane. “Could you open your backpack?” I zipped my bag open. “What’s this?” “That’s Chinese eight ingredients tea.” My god! I forgot there were some ingredients could be called food in my tea bag. “Do you know you can’t bring this into Australia?” I hadn’t replied him, he already took my Chinese tea and threw into a big box with full of prohibited and restricted items.
After X-rayed my suitcases, he asked me in an austere tone, “Do you have prohibited items in your suitcase? You will carry severe penalties if you tell a lie. ” I was becoming nervous and doubted my mother who put some food into my suitcases without telling me. But I had to let him check it out. He unzipped my suitcase and suddenly he laughed when he saw the “suspect.” He opened the lid widely and let me see: an iron wok with a “wood” handle sitting at the bottom of my suitcase.
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The year was 1988, which would have made me 12 years old. My family and I were on a vacation to Kenya and had a stopover in London, England. Since my mother had a cousin that lived in the town of Arundel, (a small town 50 miles south of London) we decided to stay and visit for a week and sight-see in London.
While London was fairly interesting, this 12 year old was not impressed. The boredom was relieved when we went into one of the giant cathedrals. What struck me as more amazing than the height of the vaulted ceiling or the intricate detail, was the size of this column. At eye-level was a brass ring that stuck out of this gigantic column.
“Don’t even think about it!” my father said intolerantly.
As always his words of wisdom full on deaf ears. The ring definitely would fit on my index finger. Perfect fit. So perfect, I had become one with the column. Between my frustration at the possibility of becoming a permanent fixture, my fathers impatience and the tour guide having a new fixture in his tour, the best I could come up with was to burst into tears. (203 words)
After Farsi, Turkish is my second language. I never forget the first days in Turkey, holding on to the translation book to learn some basic words like, “Thank you”. Almmer is a supermarket which is double size of Safeway or Supper Store where I and my mom went there to buy some meat.
“How can I help you?”Asked a mid age worker in a white dress.
We knew what we needed but did not know the word in Turkish!!! He asked three times if he can help while we were trying to explain what kind of meat we are looking for; then I decided to do something silly to get out of the meat shop as soon as I can.
“Ba, Ba, Ba,” I was trying to make Lam noises, and at the same time I was pointing at the pieces of meat in front of me!!! People in the lineup, all four workers, and my mom were laughing at me so hard. I could feel how I was boiling red from inside. At the end of the day, I got my meat, and made at least 20 people laugh for minutes. (192 words)
Trip to Philippines
During the days of cold air and frozen water, my family and I had left to go on a vacation to Philippines. To be able
to go there, we had to stop by Japan. When we set off on the plane, it engines made a raring sound. It is as if I
were in a lions den with a bunch of lions making noises all at the same time. After hours of boredom and sleep we
had finally arrived to Japan. The first thing we did was eat. Their food was great, they were unique and when I
looked at it is as if it were just a picture. Moments later my grandma needed to go to the bathroom so my mother
escorted her to the near by bathroom. And when they got out, I was told a funny story that had happen while they
were in the bathroom. When my mother escorted my grandma to the toilet she accidently pressed one of many
buttons on the side of the seat. And it squrted water from within the toilet and it her pants, in a rainbow shaped
ark. We all laugh as we head to the plane and fly in to the sky like a bird (a noisy bird)
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Perfume
Traveling from Ethiopia to Canada with my whole family was very exciting. It was a two day trip and very exhausting. I can see my brother falling asleep slowly with his big cow boy hat on. He bought it because he thought all the white people wear it. He looked very silly with it but did not take it off for the whole trip. When we landed in Berlin, Germany my brother said, “I need to use the washroom anybody else wants to come?” he asked. But no one answered. When he came back he smelled very weird. I thought I was the only one who smelled it but, I caught everyone’s eyes staring at him.
“Why is everyone starting?” he asked.
“You smell like washroom.” I answered.
“What? No I do not. I smell great. You want to know why?” he looked at me with a big smile on his face, “because white people keep perfume in there washroom and I used it.”
“No way” I said
“I am not lying I have it with me don’t say anything.” He covered his mouth with his hand. He reached for his pocket and took a blue bottle out. We all burst into laugh. He looked at us very confused.
I said, “Dummy that is not perfume it is air freshener.” And continued laughing.
In the plane back to China this summer, I called my dad when I got on the plane.
“I’m sitting on the side of those middle seats, there is only one old man sitting on the other side, we have two seats between us.” I said
“Really? That’s so good! You can lay down and have some good sleep!”Dad replied.
Two hours after the plane depart. While I was watching a movie with my iphone, I realized maybe I should sleep. Just then, I found out that the old man took up the whole three seats, and fell asleep. I told myself, “It’s all good, I’ll just lay back and get some rest.” What’s worse? I found out that he took my pillow too! He had two pillows under his head, one under his butt, and he was holding one.
On my way to the washroom, as soon as I reached the washroom, I ran back immediately to take my blanket with me.
After I arrival dad asked on the phone“Had some good rest?”
“ Oh yeah! Definetly!”I replied sarcastically (202)
We went to visit good friend of ours in Calgary: it was beautiful sunny day, so we planned to go to the mall with my best friend and her boyfriend. However, I and my best friend always have something to laugh about no matter how things go. Then we decided to go to Future shop to ask some question regarding to a laptop. Meantime, we went to the store because recently they bought a laptop and for some reason it wasn’t working properly so they wanted to get it fixed before we leave the city. So we looked around the store but, her boyfriend decided to call the guy who sold him the laptop to see if he can fix it for him. Unfortunately, he called the guy then when the phone was answered he said “This is Emmanuel do you remember me, I bought a laptop from you,” then the guy was like “sorry wrong number and hung up the phone.” Then he realized the guy give him wrong number. From that moment we laughed so hard I almost peed on myself because it was so funny. After, all we left the store without getting the laptop fixed instead we laughed. Words:211
Sad yet funny experience
In 2005, when I was coming to Canada, I had a long journey as we passed over 4 different countries. When I were in Russia, at the airport along with my mother, brother and sister. As we were waiting for our plane to Dubai, already sleep less and very tired everyone fell asleep on the chairs. When we woke up thinking we had only napped for ten minutes when actually it was two hours! We woke up wondering why we were the only ones waiting for that plane, not realizing that we fell asleep and the plane may have already flew without us, we run to the lady to ask about our flight to Dubai, she frowned and said that our plane had left about an hour ago. So we had to wait several hours for the next flight. We learned a good lesson of “Don’t sleep until you are not on the airplane”
A tennis lesson of politeness.
In Canada I met the nicest people ever,the Canadians.Especially one of them ,Tom.yes, I could never believe how cool he was;always smiling sympathetic and outgoing. In a few weeks he became my best friend.So much We shared our numbers and decided to play tennis together .When the time to play came "are you down for Wednesday"I asked him
"oh sure" he said...
Wednesday I was on the court and no one came.My first thought was to call him .I remember his answer" oh Pierre" as if he just remembered who I was "sorry man, I forgot lets do it on Friday."
"sure" I said.
Then Friday came and no one showed up again .I decided to call him ."Tom,why are you not there"i told him."
"where ?"he said.
"On the court ..."I continued.
"ohhh!!!! it was today?" he said with rather a nice careless and pathetic voice ."Yes" I answered. "It is?sorry Pierre lets do it the next week OK?".
As you can guess it the next times Tom did not come either.
Hence I started thinking what was wrong with this guy .And Finally I got it. Tom was polite.He could not say "no" so he always said "yes".
Today I learned my lesson and tell you this " you should never trust a Canadian"- Well, if he does not give you the day place and time himself. And if you still want to do it, remember that i am still waiting for Tom on the court.
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The Toy Bullet
While coming back from the most exciting trip, my family and I planned to do some shopping around Mashahad city in Iran. My brother asked my mom to buy him a toy gun that has bullets in it. We did our shopping and came back to the hotel. At night when we were packing our bags my brother put the bullets inside my mom's pocket and went to sleep. In the morning, we were in a rush to get to the airport, so my mom didn’t have the time to check her pocket. When we got there, we had to pass the security scanning machine; suddenly, it wouldn’t let my mother go through. The security officer checked her, but didn’t find anything wrong and they let us go. We flew for sixteen hours until we got to London. Unfortunately, we got stuck there too because of the security. When my mother reached into her pocket, she found the toy bullets. She said, ''I think these bullets are not letting me go in.” The security said, "Ma'am, come with us please.'' After some time they brought her back, saying, "We apologize for the inconvenience." At first, it was very shocking; however, we did laugh at the end.(200 words)
A Funny Event
Although traveling to Canada was a scary experience, one of the funniest events happened during our trip in 2006 by airplane. We were very excited and afraid because this trip was the most important trip we had ever taken so far. We were also afraid because nobody knew English except my older brother. On the way my mom got thirsty and because she didn’t know any English, she asked my brother to teach her how to say water in English. My brother said “Okay. When the waitress comes to you ask her to give you some water.” Although she practiced a lot when one of the waitresses came to my dear mom, she panicked and said, “Can I please have some potter?” instead of water! We all burst out laughing because she said it like a joke. Now, whenever we are together we joke about “potter instead of water” with my mom. Words - 155
Mirror
On the trip to Edmonton, we were waiting in a line to be boarded on the plane. Just behind us there was another couple from our community who was speaking the same language. My husband, Noor, and I overheard their names which were the same as our names.
My husband turned and asked, “Did you say your wife’s name is Nancy?”
The other Noor replied, “Yes, why?”
“Because my name is Noor and my wife is Nancy too.”
“That’s funny,” answered the other Noor.
Coincidently, they were seated across from us, and we chatted until we arrived at Edmonton airport.
The two Noors had so much in common as in the past both Noors had bad experiences with flats they had bought in Central London in England, and both sold them at a loss. Both of them enjoy watching cricket. Furthermore, their taste in tea and coffee are the same brand, and they take same amount of sugar in their tea and coffee! It was amazing! Our travel experiences were the same as if there was a reflection on the other side of world. It was a remarkable holiday where we met a couple who mirrored our names and lifestyles. (200 words)
this is my revised travel anecdote:
Unforgettable moment
When I was in Korea over summer vacation, my brother decided to take me along to a beach with my mom, and my sister. While I was sunbathing, I suddenly had to go to the washroom, so I asked my mom to take me. But my mom said,
“Do it in a water, nobody will know.”
“But I will know!”
I asked my sister instead and told me to put my sandals on, but I realized I didn’t bring my sandals with me! At the end, I decided to walk on hot steamy sand. – Oh my God, I can still feel the hot steamy sand on my feet! — While I was walking, I hypnotized myself that the hot steamy sand was a cold ice, but it didn’t work. At last, my target was a mile away but suddenly,
“I don’t have to go,” and my sister looked at me curiously and said,
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I did it! I did my ‘business’ here!”
By the time I looked, it seemed everyone in the beach looked at me, and even people at the helicopter who was patrolling!
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Chehalis Lake
A couple years ago I went camping at Chehalis Lake, It is right in Mission BC. I went camping with my parents, my best friend Jessie and her parents. My cousin Charmaine also came with up with us. Well after we set up camp, Jessie, Charmaine and I decided we were going to go walk around the lake and site see. We had never been to this lake before so it was something new for us. Chehalis Lake connects to a river, as we pass the lake and come to the connection of the river, we decided we were going to jump on the rocks that were sticking out of the water. Jessie being the one that thought it was a bright idea to wear flip flops slips on the rock and falls into the river. The flow of the river was very fast and the river started to carry her away. Charmaine and I started jumping on more rocks to try and catch up with her. As this is all happening Charmaine and I started laughing hysterically because as we are trying to catch up to Jessie to pull her out of the water Jessie started crying and flailing around. Never wear flip flops while walking on wet rocks.
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Banff trip
Everything was in order and everyone was calming down intheir seats comfortably. I was driving on the highway and listening to soft music played from the car stero. We were driving back coming home from our first ever visit to beautiful Banff Alberta.
The drive from Banff to Vancouver takes one and half days if only one person has to do it and if so, it is supposed to be done with reasonable periods of breaks and rest times needed.
We were continuing with our drive after taking a break in one of the rest areas.
My elder daughter was busy playing with her Ipod and my wife was smiling as she checked the pictures in her camera.
I looked at the rear-view mirror to check on Maria, my younger daughter, who was constantly complaining that her elder sister was not sharing her Ipod.
“Hello Maria, how are you doing?”
No answer came and I though as usual she is upset again with her sister.
My wife joined in,
“are you sleepy Maria?”
“She couldn’t have gone so fast,” I added.
Here my wife worriedly screamed.
“Oh, no, we forgot her at the rest area!”
Good that we hadn’t gone far.
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Travelling is one of my favourite hobby's . It was October ,2010 when I flew from Vancouver to Europe. My first impression of London was amazing. I was stunned by the master plan of the city. When I saw the old buildings made from brick, it makes the city gorgeous. After few days I went to Frankfurt to visit my sister, Few kilometres of Frankfurt we went to see the Heidelberg's castle. Inside the castle the walls have statues of giant warriors . My sister and I were walking around taking pictures with the statues. After a while we asked one of the visitors to take a picture of us together near the statue. He took us to one of the giant statue and he said '' You can take a picture near to the statue'' . We agreed both of us and we were cheering up. The statue started moving ,walking, screaming and coming to us . We were all frightened and screamed and loughed . After a while they told us the statue was a person who was wearing a Halloween costume.
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