…and I haven’t been to even one 5 star hotel, but I do get around in my own way. Today though, at a well known marina in the Saanich area, I found myself in need of a visit to the ‘facilities’. I had a rather large chunk of standupish hair on my head and it needed to be wetted down and flattened. I entered the (obviously 5 star…ish looking) facility and ,lo and behold, came face to face with an instrument I had no idea how to use. Talk about a country bumpkin, I thought to myself… what now. So, based on previous experiences, I waved my hand under something that looked like it would dispense water and when it did, I quickly applied it to my hair, near where the sticky-out tuft was located. To my horror I quickly realized it wasn t water but a sticky glob of some clear gel I assumed was soap. I quickly moved to the next choice…..more soap and the third arm…same thing. What to do in this rather alarming situation?
What could I do but wave my hands under every square inch of the apparatus and finally, off the nearest corner, came a trickle of water; no help at all. Back to the toilet stall, out with some TP, wipe off as much as possible, pat the rest into hair to hide the mess, and head quickly back to the boat. Luckily the water was still warm from the motor boat ride earlier and, after a nice hair wash,(it s clean and shiny now) there s only one thing to do. It involves cold beer and sharing this story of my lack of worldly skills with you. Hope you giggled at least once. It’s been a while since I’ve written. LIfe has indeed been busy. The good ship Shannon’s Spirit will be on her summer cruise from mid June to mid August and I shall be back to sharing stories soon. Hope all is well with all of you and hope you always get what you expect when you wave your hand at something. Adios for now. CJ.
