Me: good morning
Taco lady: good morning where are you headed?
Me: Lima, Peru
Taco lady: do you have your visa?
Me: ummm no, what? Don't I get it when I get here?
And then I started freaking out...
Taca lady: let me check. (minutes tick by) Okay seat or aisle...
Me: wait what about the visa?
Taco lady: oh sorry... You don't need one.
Nothing like a heart attack to wake you up at 5:15 in he morning.
I could tell you weren't having a good morning in your second line when you referred to the lady as the "Taco" lady...ah but I knew what you meant :-) Safe travels my friend!
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