I Must Confess…My Top US Travel Fails
Folks, this is the post you’ve been waiting for. Sure, you’ve enjoyed the pictures of the family in sunny LA but you’ve been secretly hating me all along, haven’t you? I’m guessing some of your thoughts have run along these lines…
“Look, there she is again, rubbing our face in the fact she’s just been on a Caribbean cruise…”
“Oh no, not another ‘travel’ post!”
“Save me from these sugary images of happiness and sunshine while we’re in the middle of winter hell.”
Or something along those lines, anyway 😉
I can’t take back the images (and there will be more to come – sorry!) but it is time to balance the ledger and share some of the fails that plagued #ourUSAadventure. I must confess there was WAY more good than bad but travel fails happen on every trip and ours had it’s fair share as well.
1. Our luggage didn’t arrive home with us. We started off well with everything arriving on the flight to LA and then on the flight through to Orlando but coming home was another matter. We had a tight connection in LA and nearly didn’t make it ourselves so it’s really no wonder that our luggage didn’t make it at all. It did finally arrive in Australia, late the next evening but not before we had to work out alternate arrangements to get Delilah home as her car seat was in the missing luggage. So Nathan and Delilah enjoyed a scenic train ride to Newcastle while the older kids and I drove home to collect the spare car seat and meet them at the station. We’re nothing if not flexible…
2. I *may* have put on weight while in the States which meant that certain items of clothing that fit at the beginning of the trip no longer fit at the end. Unfortunately for me, I decided to keep out a pair of pants for the final day that no longer did up properly. This was unfortunate as all other items of clothing were locked up in our suitcases and taken the night before off the ship. I was forced to sheepishly wear said pair of pants in public until we were able to get our bags back at the airport in Orlando. I was then able to slip into something much more comfortable and fit for public view!
3. However hard I tried I could not get out of the habit of sticking to the left when walking in the US. This caused some issues everywhere I went. I became a pothole at Walt Disney World in particular as everyone else (naturally to them) kept to the right. I was okay if I was following other people but left to my own devices (sorry for the pun!), I would inevitably veer left again.
4. Nathan lost his SIM card in LA when we first arrived while mine was helpfully (not) packed in our checked luggage on the way home. Consequently we had no way of using our mobiles when we first arrived home. More importantly, we had no way of communicating while travelling home separately, Nathan by train and the older kids and I by car. The only way we could communicate was when we were in vicinity of wifi and could take advantage of the Facebook Messenger service. Please note there is little wifi available on the Sydney – Newcastle train service. Not our finest example of organisation…
5. We lost our car in the Sydney airport carpark. We were tired after our long flight and stressed following the news our luggage had not arrived – it’s no wonder we forgot which level our car was parked on. Okay, total confession here. I had taken a picture of the level we were on at the beginning of the trip but had then deleted it off the phone to make way for more photos. I wasn’t too concerned as I was CERTAIN we had parked in a orange or yellow level with an odd number. After looking frantically through the whole of 3 Orange and 5 Yellow we were at a complete loss. It was then that I found a copy of the picture in the Carousel app on my phone. It turned out our car was on 4 Purple. So much for my amazing memory then…
My memory is pretty amazing – amazingly bad in this particular example…
6. I never got my head around US currency. I understood the notes (although they all look the same) but I could not get the coins right. Do you know there is a $1 coin as well as a $1 note? And most of the coins mean nothing to a non-American. I only found out what a dime is when I got home – who knew it was 10c? It doesn’t say that at all on the coin. In the end I had to put all my coins in front of the register operator and get them to help me work out what I owed whenever I needed to use coins to pay for purchases. How lowering and embarrassing is that?
7. Two of the three pairs of shoes that Delilah took along broke during the trip. Her sandals were the first casualty, with the sole and the shoe separating not long after we arrived in Orlando. Then her sandshoes bit the dust on the cruise. We ended up having to buy her another pair of shoes just to keep her going as all she had left were her crocs which were not at all acceptable for formal night on the cruise!!!
8. We didn’t get the memo for Disney that required us to dress in matching shirts. We missed a golden opportunity there. We saw so many families and groups of people rocking matching tiedye, hypercolour, faux denim and personalised photo t-shirts. If only we had have known beforehand – we could have featured the pugs on a family shirt or could have proudly walked around with matching “Should I throw another shrimp on the barbie?” numbers.
A true holiday fail, my friends…
So there are my freshest travel fails. Do you have any of your own to share? Don’t forget to linkup and share in the comment love for another round of I Must Confess!
Oh, and what do you think should have been on our matching shirts at WDW????
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