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When travel plans go wrong……..in which they do a lot when I’m involved. I think there should be a TV crew following me around just to report on the alarmingly bad luck I seem to encounter on my routine travels. It could make for a great sketch show, maybe a planned Trumanesque show built around me. Who needs Mr Bean when you can see me getting my foot run over by a taxi, ending up with a suitcase full of shoes or after another risky food choice sitting on the toil……….well maybe not.
My latest adventure involved me missing a flight, losing my hotel booking because they said I never made it in the first place, messing up a one way car hire booking, my phone breaking so I lost the numbers of people I needed to contact and other mishaps all combined for a hell of a trip.
I guess I am just an idiot. There can surely be no other rational explanation. I should just accept my fate and play up to being a Frank Spencer type character who is perpetually in trouble. Actually things seem to go OK when I’m not traveling so I guess I would just be a traveling buffoon type. So watch out for me at the airport Il be the guy who is oblivious to stuff falling out of my suitcase and about to slip on a banana skin.