I am sure we will have a few Pete and Denise stories....but most have been Denise stories so far. This is unusual because most of stories that have to do with idiot issues.....come from me. It's a little refreshing to see Denise take the stage.....
Denise has gotten a little friendly with the locals.....we are headed back to our hotel.....down a long shallow flight of stairs....too busy looking at the gardens and the people when she does a header down the stairs. OK that was not funny....She is fine....but it's always funny looking back, especially if you know Denise...she comes up with that big smile and laughing at herself.
Funny part is that as she does a header down the stairs, she tucks and rolls as not to break an arm....she is wearing a dress and I think no underwear......no she had underwear.....but not any of those granny pants....Dress goes flying over her head, gives everyone a show.....funny thing. by the time she hit the ground she had grabbed her dress and covered herself.....again she was fine, The sambuca helped.
Next while we were hiking up to Casteloma, straight up hill for an hour, She need to take a break. So she sits down on the stairs only to sit right on a cactus pear. You would think she would of felt this baseball sized pear....but no...didn't feel the squishing? no didn't feel the juice and pulp squish through to your butt? Nope
So she gets up and all I see on her white dress back side is this bright red stain right on her butt. First thought was a women accident....really I know its gross. She waited to get to a bathroom to clean the pulp and red juice off her dress. Said, I don't care what the other hikers think, If I just wipe it off it will stain. So for the next hour she hiked up the hill with this stuff hanging on her backside.
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