“That Dress”
Saint-Tropez
In my nomadic life, I have missed a lot of planes, trains and will probably miss my own wedding. (If anyone is courageous, patient, confident and crazy enough to marry a woman like myself, that is… sane people need not apply)
Somehow, Mr. Bond and I managed to mix up the train schedules from Spain to France. I’m only saying “Mr. Bond and I” cause I don’t want him to feel bad.. he takes the fifth, on this one.
Sneaky old lady with a cane in Barcelona, had absolutely no chance at getting a cab before me. Even though I was there first, grandma tried to snatch away the only taxi that would take us to the train station, just in time for our train.
The whole fiasco should have been filmed. It was hilarious. I didn’t say much, just ” oh no no no!! Don’t even think it!! ” and then thrown the look.. you know “the look”. You never want me to look at you that way.. She actually might still be there… stunned by what happened. She tried to steal a cab from the wrong chick at the worst time possible – about 15 minutes before my train was supposed to leave the platform…
