Two more awkward stories, and then I promise I'm done.
Story One:
I was at the theater waiting for Les Mis to start. The couple next to me were snogging their hearts out. Gross. Then it got grosser. The woman pulled away and started to cough and sneeze. Then they kissed again. Then she took out her nasal spray and sprayed it up her nose. Then they kissed again. Then she sprayed the nasal spray up her other nostril. Then they kept kissing. Etc. Really? Who does that? Then my friend who was watching the play with me came back from the restrooms. "You look tense." No joke.
Story Two:
Our entire group of 18 people got back to Cardiff from London at about 2:30 this morning. The train station is about two miles from our house, so we had quite a walk ahead of us through downtown Cardiff. Now, everything except the pubs closes at about 5:30 or 6, so everybody who was still out was drunk. Very drunk. We walked past groups of people falling over and picking each other back up. One of the more entertaining group seemed to be exercise junkies, maybe. They were doing scissor kicks and clapping their hands under their legs, which is surprisingly dextrous. Suddenly one of them spotted us. "Yes! Yes! Jack! Foreigners! Foreigners!"
Jack and clapping guy decided to be our escort, all while continuing to shout "Foreigners! Foreigners! School group!" Then they decided to try to figure out what country we were from. "Bore da! [Welsh for good morning.] Guten tag! Hola! Como estas? Try German! Guten tag! Try French!" Our response was silence, and walking faster. They kept walking with us for about half a block, and then we acted like we were turning down an alley. When Jack, clapping guy, and the others had turned, we continued straight. Meanwhile, we could hear their conversation. "Any luck? No, they were deathly afraid." Maybe, but as soon as we were past them it was hilarious.
Please PLEASE try not to get attacked. You're making me nervous.
ReplyDeleteBut your stories are awesome. I love you experience at the theater...I had a similar one. I was also traumatized.
I'm definitely not going to get attacked. We had a group of 13 people or so, plus the other guys were drunk, so we could totally have taken them. :)
ReplyDeleteI am going to spend a night in London as a hobo, sleeping under cardboard, in a few weeks, though. Yes, that's the sort of thing that we plan weeks in advance.
I had an experience with a drunk guy. Me and my friends were playing night games at Lindsey Gardens, and there was a very drunk guy there. Were were talking and he would ask us if we were talking in some foreign language because it just sounded like babble to him. He would also repeat what we said.
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