Every once in a while I like to share a story about the stranger side of ravel.  As a tour leader for nearly 20 years, I often think that there isn’t much I haven’t seen…but then I face a challenge beyond even my own experience.  Some of these life moments are funny, some perplexing, some annoying and some….just gotta be told.

Take the woman who once told me that she would never travel with our company again “because the last time I visted this island, the weather was much better”.  Or, how about one of our cruise passengers who pulled a knife on a waiter because the poor Filipino just couldn’t understand that our passenger wanted his dessert before his appetizer. 

It was a butter knife! 

Then there was this moment in time when I was called into the stateroom of two women who divided the furniture in their room like Less Nessman (WKRP in Cincinatti) put down masking tape around his desk to create a virtual private office….for the purpose establishing a “my zone / your zone”.  In a 200 sq. foot space, you can only imagine what this room looked like.  Among other things, one of the beds blocked the floor-to-ceiling sliding glass door to the balcony, for which both parties paid a premium to have.  How does someone resolve something like this??  I’m a tour leader, not a psychiatrist!  This took my customer service skills to new levels of problem-solving capabililties…

So, I came upon this story. Not one that I’ve experienced on one of our Jewish singles trips, nor one that I have encountered personally…but one that I certainly may someday. 

With someone like this sweating the small stuff so much, its a wonder to even call it a vacation. 

Woman Sued Carnival Claiming Cruise Ship Was Too Fast