My husband and I are heading out on a getaway weekend in Las Vegas soon to sunbath at the pool, sip afternoon cocktails, see a show or two, and basically revel in each others company and have some Vegas fun! I am counting the days until I can find myself sitting on that plane (without my laptop)! I am surprised to write that what happens in Vegas, must really stay there. When I went to see what crazy info I could find on Vegas travel stories - it was all rather uneventful; or completely predictable = boring.

Anyway, this trip got me to thinking of the traveling I’ve done that has gone horribly awry and left me running through airports, riding a bus home instead of a plane, and even arriving at our hotel and finding it offered its rooms by the hour (I’m sure you can imagine how lovely of a place that was). Not to mention when our hotel room got robbed when we were at the pool, how can I forget that one! Those problems are no joke, traveling can be rough and we all have our sob stories. Hopefully the trip was worth it and eventually you can have a good laugh and prepare for your next travel excursion.
I came across this great post on strangeplaces.net of conversations that took place between travelers and travel agents - it’s quite unbelievable really. Here are my favorites:

• A client called in inquiring about a package to Hawaii. After going over all the cost info, she asked, “Would it be cheaper to fly to California and then take the train to Hawaii?

• A man called, furious about a Florida package we did. I asked what was wrong with the vacation in Orlando. He said he was expecting an ocean-view room. I tried to explain that is not possible, since Orlando is in the middle of the state. He replied, “Don’t lie to me. I looked on the map and Florida is a very thin state.”

• I got a call from a man who asked, “Is it possible to see England from Canada?” I said, “No.” He said, “But, they look so close on the map.”

• A woman called and asked, “Do airlines put your physical description on your bag so they know who’s luggage belongs to who?” I said, “No,why do you ask?” She replied, “Well, when I checked in with the airline, they put a tag on my luggage that said FAT, and I’m overweight, is there any connection?” After putting her on hold for a minute while I “looked into it” (I was actually laughing) I came back and explained the city code for Fresno is FAT, and that the airline was just putting a destination tag on her luggage.

• I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown. I started to explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she interrupted me with “I’m not trying to make you look stupid, but Capetown is in Massachusetts. “Without trying to make her look like the stupid one, I calmly explained, “Capecod is in Massachusetts, Capetown is in Africa.” Her response … click.