Or should that be the stoopid tourist?
After driving through some torrential downpours on our way to the panhandle of Florida, we encountered tropical storm Arlene. Let me tell you she was ugly on many levels. Actually, the wind was the worst part of the storm, that and all the crap that Arlene pushed up into the Gulf.
So back to being stoopid tourists. There we are, nine of us, walking up our boarded up boardwalk, which by the way had all the yellow police tape around it, warning of us that the beach was CLOSED. Closed, ha ha, we just drove 17 hours (which should have been 13) and they think a little yellow tape will keep us from our destination!
Back to stoopid again...yes we had four of the seven children we had with us on that boardwalk area. We also had the video cameras and digital cams for prosperity sake. We were the ultimate tourists, you know the type, the ones that you scream at while watching the weather channel during all hurricane type weather. In that instant I became that stoopid tourist I scream at "get the hell out of there, you MORON!" I am on the video tape saying these exact words and laughing about it.
Right now I am just shaking my head at my lack of responsibility. *sigh* some days I am a decent human who does not do stoopid things, I swear.
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I think back on it and it really was not a wise choice.
Did you hear about the girl who was attacked by the shark? Just down the beach from where we were staying. I had been lecturing everyone all week about swimming out to the sandbars.
Yeah, I know. That coming from the stoopid tourist, who knew I could use logic about sharks?
I think if you drive that far to find out that nature is closed, you're no longer responsible for your actions.
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