Close Encounters of the Embarrassing Kind

While in the midst of researching our next trip I can't help but
think of all the times Dave has gotten into trouble while on
vacation. It seems that everywhere we go, he has an "embar-
rassing incident. And of course I feel the need to share.....

While in New Orleans.... Oh no, he didn't


While in Alaska he fell into a glacier water pond. And yes, took a
picture of the cold spot he was in. And since we were on a glacier
climbing expedition Dave had to hike around for another two hours
in sopping clothes. Our guide almost had a heart attack.


Then in China he had an authentic Chinese massage...very close.
He said it moved. Ok, his masseuse was much younger and
prettier than this lady!


In Costa Rica Dave ran smack into the glass doors of our hotel
room because I had closed them. Nothing broke, not even his
nose.


Dave's most favorite embarrassing moment was definitely the time
we took Tanner to Mexico on the plane. As he was guiding Tanner
down the isle in search of a seat, Tanner reached out and snapped
the pink thong underwear of the girl in front of him. She spun
around and luckily understood that it was the kid who did it and
not the terrified man behind him.

I could go on and on: like when Dave and I were staying with
grandma and grandpa Holt and for some reason Dave forgot
that he wasn't in his own home. He walked from the bathroom
to the bedroom stark naked and got caught by grandma. I didn't
get a picture of that one.

Stay tuned for more...