Travel Tales: Travel Fails
It was a beautiful December afternoon in South Florida, and the moon was faintly visible in the sky. At the time, I was a dating a girl I had just met a few months back and we we’re supposed to go see a movie, but she left me hanging (not uncommon around here, so it’s always good to have a plan B). I sat down alone outside the theatre and my phone rang; it was Jozy. He’s the type of friend we all love to hate, but that day, he proposed the most brilliant idea he’d ever come up with – his friend in the Keys had invited us to go spend the night down there with a few of her friends, and that the following morning we’d go deep sea fishing in her yacht.
A spontaneous trip involving alcohol, friends, and pretty girls in the Florida Keys. What could possibly go wrong? I went home and packed my bags, and Jozy and I drove two hours down to the Keys.
We got there and it was all a lie. (I blame Jozy.) The girl was all alone (with her family), there was no yacht, and even worse, no place for us to stay. And why was it only 40 degrees in the Keys? So we ended up sleeping in my car for three hours and started on our way back home. Until we got a flat tire. (I also got sick for a week because of that trip.)
We call this an epic travel fail, and we’re sure you’ve got some too. Tell us about your biggest travel fail on social media @travelbig!
(Jozy was the original inspiration for the article “Who Not to Travel With”)
Photo Courtesy of Boat Bookings
By Roberto Garcia