Waar is die Badkamer?

As I start preparing for my upcoming trip to Cape Town (South Africa) with my brothers, I think back upon past trips abroad and wonder what fantastic shenanigans may occur on this journey.

Will I piss someone off to the point where they are on the verge of wanting to beat my ass: Itching for a Fight…

Will I get so sloshed during the last leg that I pass out on the plane: Another drunken moment…brought to you by the letter F

Will I annoy any parents to the extent they call the flight attendant to complain about me?

Father: “You are kicking my child.”

Me: “I’m not kicking your child, I’m kicking your child’s seat.”

And trust me, if they hadn’t bonked me in the head with the seat, this would have never started. I mean, is it REALLY necessary to lean the seat all the way back when the ONE year old kid is only sleeping on the seat part and not using the backrest at all? I had the last laugh on that one as the flight attendant just nodded his head for ten minutes as the irate mother ranted… and then just walked off and did nothing. I got a free drink from the flight attendant as well…

Will I lose yet another girlfriend during the trip? The answer to that has already been decided: No. My brothers said I am no longer allowed to invite any girlfriends of mine on trips with us. So that’s that.

Here are a few of my favorites from my last trip to Down Under: Thoughts…

So, with all this rambling about in my head, I hope to have some good adventures, laugh a lot (which is guaranteed to happen since I’ll be with my brothers), see some sights, meet some people and eat some great food and wine.

~ by Far on May 10, 2009.