Monday, July 21, 2008

Simply horrific

So Jen at Absolutely Bananas has this cool new thing going on. Every Monday she's giving a writing prompt to blog about. This week the topic is "Travel Horror Stories".

I can't begin to tell you what a perfect topic this is for me. Although quite honestly, this post should be written by my family rather than me. They are the ones who have truly suffered.

Whenever my family gets together it is inevitable that the conversation will eventually turn to my issues with travel. You see, I have this problem...I can't go anywhere without puking.

I've had issues with motion sickness for as long as I can remember. That in itself wouldn't be so horrible, it's just that I never seem to know that it's coming until it's too late.

There are so many fun stories to choose from, I can't pick just one! Instead, since it's late and I should really be going to bed, I'm going to write a list of 5 of the fun places that I have left my mark. I'll save the best for last though and leave you with my favorite little anecdote.

  1. On my sister in the "way back" of my parent's station wagon in the parking lot of the Baltimore Aquarium.
  2. At a rest stop in the Mountains of Maine on our way to Rangeley Lake.
  3. Into a napkin that some kind fellow passenger handed to my Dad on a Metro train in Washington DC.
  4. On the floor in the middle of Metro Central in Washington the middle of rush hour.
  5. On the back of the seat in front of me on a plane as we were making our descent into Chicago. (The 1st leg of my trip from Maine to California...thank goodness my Mom and I bought clothes at the mall right before I got on the plane!

And now, for my very best puke story!

When I was 10 years old my family went to England over Christmas break to visit my Aunt who was living there at the time. We visited several different places in England, and then we hopped a train to spend a few days in Edinburgh, Scotland. Unfortunately, I was assigned to a seat that faced backwards and the train was quite full so I couldn't switch with anyone. I soon became rather green around the gills. However, this was one of the few times that I actually knew what was going on way before it ever happened. I explained the situation to my parents, and they pointed me in the direction of the bathrooms. They were also busy dealing with my 6 year old sister and apparently felt that I was fully capable of dealing with my vomit all on my off I went.
One thing that you need to know is that I have always been a bit shy and timid in unfamiliar situations. This definitely qualified!
When I got to the bathroom I saw that there were several passengers hanging around. Most of them were standing, but there were a few sitting on the floor (I guess the train must have been even more full than I realized). My parents taught me manners, so I very politely said "Excuse me please" to the gentleman who had parked himself and his luggage right in front of the loo. Nothing. The dude didn't even acknowledge me. So I said it again, a little more urgently this time as the train was still moving and the situation was definitely not improving any. Still nada. I tried one more time in a final desperate attempt to gain access to a toilet before tossing my cookies...and he still didn't even blink!

So I hurled all over his luggage.

Oh, sweet revenge!

So then as I was standing there feeling completely justified, albeit a tad humiliated, I hear this voice behind me..."There's another one on this side".

Oh sure, NOW you tell me! Thanks.

11 fabulous responses:

Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness what a story!I would have still felt justified, he could have at least pointed to the other one.

Rachael said...

Oh my gosh, poor you! I get motion sickness sometimes, but rarely actually throw up. I agree though, that guy totally deserved barf on his luggage.

Abbreviated said...

I think you win the hurling award !

Laural Out Loud said...

Love it! Sweet revenge indeed!

Wendi said...

That was definitely a fine puke story.
Glad you left out all the gory details!

Harmony said...

Heehee, funny story! I threw up from motion sickness a lot as a kid too, so I feel your pain!

Anonymous said...

Oh dear! You poor thing!

A Crafty Mom said...

OMG that is crazy!!! I've been on that train too and I hate those backwards seats, yuck! My son has horrible motion sickness, it is totally not fun. We're heading on a major road trip in a few days and I'm praying for little or no puke in my van!!!

Coffeegrljapan said...

That is such a perfect ending to the story! I always get frustrated when my fellow travellers don't seem to act considerately. So sorry to hear you get sick when travelling! That can't be fun...
Thanks for stopping by my blog!

Rach (Mommy Learns to Blog) said...

You poor thing - does this still happen to you, or have you wised up and started taking something for the sickness? Great story, what was the man's reaction????

Anonymous said...

OMG! You poor thing.

I had totally forgotten about Jen's prompt on Mondays. I swear, I need to start making a list of these things!

Awesome post, thanks for sharing what had to be not only horrific, but embarrasing as well!