{"id":1271,"date":"2015-04-16T17:14:32","date_gmt":"2015-04-16T22:14:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/shaleewanders.com\/?p=1271"},"modified":"2018-10-29T22:16:54","modified_gmt":"2018-10-30T02:16:54","slug":"my-most-embarrassing-moments-travel-edition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shaleewanders.com\/my-most-embarrassing-moments-travel-edition\/","title":{"rendered":"My Most Embarrassing Moments: Travel Edition"},"content":{"rendered":"
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<\/a><\/p>\n Ahhh, traveling….an adventure filled with excitement, smiles and accidentally falling in an airplane bathroom.<\/p>\n You know, it happens to the best of us. You’ve all seen where I go and what I do but usually I try to post pictures that are the best from my trip. Ones that make you go ‘oooooo ahhhhh’.<\/p>\n But you know what? Crap happens. Embarrassing crap.<\/p>\n Like all the time. You’re always going to ugly cry when things go wrong, chances are you’ve ripped your pants without realizing it and that booger has been hanging strong for almost two hours.<\/p>\n Why does this happen? We’re humans.<\/p>\n So here is a post dedicated to some of my most embarrassing tales and ugliest photos. To some of you it may seem like my life is one giant ball of beautiful views and fiery sunsets. Well…it’s time to change that. You’re welcome in advance.<\/p>\n So let’s get to it, shall we?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n That time I hallucinated on a plane. <\/strong><\/p>\n What do you get when you mix no sleep, a crowded airplane and a businessman next to you? A shit show.<\/p>\n Long story short I was sitting next to a friend on a plane home with absolutely no sleep in the last over 24 hours. Somehow in my twisted little brain, I hallucinated she was going to choke me as a joke. So I slapped her hand away…which wasn’t actually there.<\/p>\n Instead, I hit the water of the business man sitting next to me. Not only did it spill…it went all over his laptop case.<\/p>\n JOY.<\/p>\n The best part? Trying to explain I was hallucinating that I was getting choked. And that I wasn’t on drugs.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n When I woke up in the middle of a crowded parking lot.<\/strong><\/p>\n It’s no secret I sleep in the car a lot. Whenever I do I try my best to pick a large parking lot with no cars.<\/p>\n Well, it was 2 am, I was tired and a giant parking lot looked like a Four Seasons hotel. So I drove in with a friend in tow and we snoozed.<\/p>\n I think we slept a little too hard because I woke up in daylight to a little boy peeping in my window saying “Mom, there’s people sleeping in their car!”<\/em><\/p>\n I shot up and came face to face with a women right outside the car. I’m sure she appreciated the drool on the side of my face, pony tail at the top of my head and expression of ‘wtf is life’.<\/p>\n Hello, small child’s mother.<\/em><\/p>\n The parking lot was now completely full and we had gained attention from all the surrounding cars of families unpacking to catch a ferry.<\/p>\n I woke my friend who was still sound asleep and loudly snoring in the back. We booked it out of the parking lot just before security came to kick us out.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Every time I say “I should have shaved my pits for this” in public.<\/strong><\/p>\n No explanation needed.<\/p>\n The time this photo was taken:<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Hello, world.<\/em><\/p>\n Or any of these:<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Seriously, I’m the most embarrassing person.<\/em><\/p>\n Getting mistaken for drug-smugglers.<\/strong><\/p>\n Okay… only sort of. Long story short\u00a0Josh and I\u00a0crossed some ice that apparently isn’t always safe\u00a0(when we checked it before crossing it was a solid 4 inches) in an extremely populated area. All we were doing was geocaching but apparently, someone called us in.<\/p>\n We arrive back from the island to two police cars, a fire truck, an ambulance, border patrol, and a rescue life boat.<\/p>\n They informed us that they only people who usually try to cross the ice (which was near\u00a0Canada) were drug smugglers. There’s really nothing\u00a0like getting interrogated and searched in a Kroger\u00a0parking lot on a beautiful winter day.<\/p>\n P.S. Sorry dad never told you about this one.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Every time someone tries to ask me what grade I’m in.<\/strong><\/p>\n There was the guy at the airport who wouldn’t believe me that I got a free checked bag and was a rewards member because I was 15.<\/p>\n Or the girl who needed second ID proof in Toronto because she was convinced I had a fake license.<\/p>\n Or the person who said, “wow, you’re really smart for a 12-year-old.”<\/p>\n But somehow I can never convince wait staff that I should be eating free because I’m a child. Sigh.<\/em><\/p>\n