An Accident Waiting to Happen

We made it to San Francisco after a 1 hour delay and a five hour flight. Everything connected to SF through Charlotte so we had to wait for fogged in planes from the North East to land and connect.

We were assigned seats 8 isles apart but got back together after we had several no shows.

Gigi had a middle seat, a nice old lady had the window, and I had the isle.

After the crappy snacks and coke were served the old lady by the window dumped her diet Coke. Gigi tried to help and she dumped her Coke. I jumped in the isle to escape the mess.

What a mess. We mopped up as much as we could with an airline blanket.

On the ground we checked into the Grand Hyatt at Union Square. We then headed to China Town for lunch.

The hills are hell here. We were all puffed up from flying and our feet were tired.

We ate a great lunch at a local Asian restaurant in China Town.

We called our mean unreasonable house sitter to see if everything was okay back home. She said she had released the hell hounds but everything was fine otherwise.

We walked back to the hotel and stopped by a tiny store for some drinks and snacks for the room. I don’t want to pay $6 for a beer at the mini bar and $3 for a Coke.

As we left I paused outside with the grocery bag in my arms and felt a big hot slap on my head and heard a loud plop.

My party jumped back like a giant turd hit me. Guess what? A giant pigeon turd hit me! I mean a ½ cup of hot pigeon shit spattered on the crown of my head and ran down my back.

Gigi wiped me up as best she could and we headed back for a shower.


Ali said...

Ewwwww! Hope the rest of your stay is a little less shitty!

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