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3rd December 2007, 04:49 PM
Yesterday lunchtime (Sunday) I was enjoying a couple of pints at my local pub with friends, and I told a silly little story about something that happened during one of my treks. Everyone laughed and found it quite amusing, and others then told similar tales of their holiday and travelling experiences, both recent and in their youth.
It made me think that this might be a new thread, that others on here might like to read and hopefully contribute to. The posts need not ask questions or seek to give answers, just relate some of your "travellers tales" to a like-minded audience.
Anyway, the story I told in the pub yesterday concerned a trek I did (Annapurna Circuit) about 7 years ago.
A Liverpudlian called Bill and I were going really well, and were about 2-3 hours ahead of the rest of the group. We decided to stop at a very small, remote tea-house with spectacular views for a drink of black tea.
We took our back packs off and put them against a wall together with our trekking poles, and sat on a trestle table outside.
We were admiring the view and chatting, and I noticed the Nepalese family who ran the tea-house, sat outside watching us with a some interest as we were the only ones there.
I could see from the corner of my eye, an old lady who I guessed was the
grandmother of the family, watching me intently with a not to friendly look!
She then walked over to the wall, picked up my trekking pole, and approached me in a threatening manner with the pole raised above her head.
I thought what the Hell have I done to upset or offend her.
She then struck me a glancing blow across the back of my shoulder, and then I saw her eyes looking on the ground, not at me, with a satisfied smile on her face.
I turned and looked at the ground and saw a MASSIVE caterpillar that she had just knocked off my shoulders.
"Bloody Hell" I shouted, "Bloody Hell", a little shocked at seeing the caterpillar,and somewhat relieved that I hadn`t been beaten up by an old lady!
All of the Nepalese were then in fits of laughter shouting "Bluddy Hell, Bluddy Hell", joined by Bill and myself.
Ah, happy days!
It made me think that this might be a new thread, that others on here might like to read and hopefully contribute to. The posts need not ask questions or seek to give answers, just relate some of your "travellers tales" to a like-minded audience.
Anyway, the story I told in the pub yesterday concerned a trek I did (Annapurna Circuit) about 7 years ago.
A Liverpudlian called Bill and I were going really well, and were about 2-3 hours ahead of the rest of the group. We decided to stop at a very small, remote tea-house with spectacular views for a drink of black tea.
We took our back packs off and put them against a wall together with our trekking poles, and sat on a trestle table outside.
We were admiring the view and chatting, and I noticed the Nepalese family who ran the tea-house, sat outside watching us with a some interest as we were the only ones there.
I could see from the corner of my eye, an old lady who I guessed was the
grandmother of the family, watching me intently with a not to friendly look!
She then walked over to the wall, picked up my trekking pole, and approached me in a threatening manner with the pole raised above her head.
I thought what the Hell have I done to upset or offend her.
She then struck me a glancing blow across the back of my shoulder, and then I saw her eyes looking on the ground, not at me, with a satisfied smile on her face.
I turned and looked at the ground and saw a MASSIVE caterpillar that she had just knocked off my shoulders.
"Bloody Hell" I shouted, "Bloody Hell", a little shocked at seeing the caterpillar,and somewhat relieved that I hadn`t been beaten up by an old lady!
All of the Nepalese were then in fits of laughter shouting "Bluddy Hell, Bluddy Hell", joined by Bill and myself.
Ah, happy days!