Still haven't gotten pictures yet, but thought I'd tell a tale of my ability to get my entire foot in my mouth.
While standing in line at the airport to check on for our return flights, Janet, a member of our group, made the comment that she really wanted to take an Alaskan cruise. I chimed in and said "Not me."
At this point a rather large stranger with a goofy looking Fedora turned around and said, "I went on an Alaskan cruise last month and it was spectacular. My group made small talk with the man for a few seconds and then Janet says to me, "Why don't you want to go to Alaska?"
To which I say, "I'd love to go to Alaska but I want to be on my own where I can fish and explore and what not."
"The cruise ships make stops you can fish or do whatever you want."
"Yeah," I chimed in, "But I've seen pictures of those deal where it's wall to wall people gathered in a stream. When I go I want a grizzly bear to be on the opposite bank not some fat guy from Iowa."
At this point my wife Jennifer hit me and said motioned to the fat guy in front of us who'd spoken up earlier. "
"What?" I said, "I didn't mean him."
Seconds later he steps up to the counter and tells the attendant he's from ... you guessed it -- Iowa City. What are the odds?