"Howie remind me why we are doing this again?" I looked at my best friend and waited for his response. We were a plane to Ireland and I was not impressed. Howie had been adament on taking this vacation, anxious to check out his family roots. I had lobbyed hard for Jamaica, picturing us lying on the beach, surronded by beautiful, half dressed women who would love nothing more then to experience the best that 2 single American men could offer. He won out eventually, pointing out that the last vacation we took, to Cancun was my idea. How was I to know that we would get robbed, be strickened with Matazuma's Revenge from the water and come back with a case of the funk, a nasty burning sensation in our crotches that would only be cured with a heavy round of penicillin. So here we were, waiting to take off to a place that boasted bland food, beautiful scenery and lots of sheep. I am making a vow, right here, right now to start taking vacations with Nick atleast he shared my passion for half dressed women, although mostly he ended up taking them back to his room and playing Nintendo, I say whatever pushes his controller, as long as my joystick is being stroked I could care less about him.
~~**~~
"Can I offer you a drink?" The bottled blonde stewardess asked.
"Bottled water please" I answered, putting my headphones back on and turning my attention back to the in flight movie they were showing.
~~**~~
"Ladies and gentleman the captain has turned the fasten seat belt light on, we are now preparing for landing, please make sure your tray table are up, your seats are locked in the upright position. The weather in Dublin is currently 70 degrees, overcast with chance of showers. We would like to take this opportunity to thank you for flying with Air Lingus and we look forward to having you travel with us again"
I secured my seatbelt and prepared for landing. I looked at Howie whose eyes were closed and smiled "You owe me big for this trip D, big"
If only I had known then that I would end up thanking Howie for making
me
take this trip. If only I knew.
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