A Few More Laughs

If you can't laugh at yourself then life won't be any fun.  A few more jocular anecdotes recently came to mind that I wish to share.

In a recent post I mentioned that in our shipment from the US to Norway we received a half eaten box of cereal.  On one of our moves we discovered a bag of trash (fortunately of the dry variety).  Our discoveries pale in comparison to the family I read about that opened their shipment, which had been at sea for a month and a half, only to discover a container of soiled diapers.

During the misadventures of our last house we were forced to live in a bed and breakfast for a month.  One day I was driving around our "new" neighborhood and mentally commented to myself about the idiot that was driving the wrong way down the one way street.  As soon as my self-thought-comment had been made I realized I was the idiot driving the wrong way.

In France traffic lights are at the front of the intersection, once you are past the stop line you have no idea of the light situation.  The street that leads from the local train station curves up toward the main street ending up in curved "T."  To accommodate the buses that require a wide turning lane the stop light is located roughly 50 ft (15 m) from the "top" of the T.  Not being familiar with all of the nuances of the intersection late one night on one of our first trips home from the train station I ended up waiting for a green light in the middle of "no man's land."  A local walked up to my window to provide advice but when I indicated I did not speak French he laughed, muttered something (something about the crazy American I am guessing) and walked away.  Not being able to see any traffic lights I had to guess when I was allowed to go.  I am not sure if I had a green light but we got home safely.