Loving former neighbor Jeff Fessler’s hilarious and often gripping tales of world travel accompanied by great photos which serve to underscore the humor in even the most nightmarish of travel situations. Read It and renew your own passport ASAP!
During a college field trip I left my high school class ring on the bedside table of a cheap motel in Toronto. Of course the motel said they didn’t find it, and for the life of me I tried to figure out why a maid would want a not-really-gold, man’s, sort of gaudy ring featuring my initials, graduation year, and a big devil head
(No, I wasn’t a devil worshiper—it was our high school sport’s team name and one of our cheers went “If you see a devil coming then you better step aside, cause a lotta people didn’t and a lotta people died!”). If anything this experience taught me to be more cautious on vacation. And that hotel maids have terrible taste in jewelry.
A year later I was backpacking through Europe and staying at a slightly seedy pensione in Rome…
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