Travel Oops: The Unfortunate Photo — Loving Our London Fogs

Posted on February 1, 2013 by sglaser

Me, my sister, Suzie, and my mom, Judy. © Edward Schuck 1980

Monterrey, California, USA. I don’t think my dad took a photo from our family trip to San Francisco and the towns along Highway 1 in which we are not wearing our trench coats. Granted, the weather was fairly overcast and cloudy, but dang, we got more than our money’s worth with this rain-ready apparel. Clearly, I had a prominent Dutchboy bowl haircut. Constantly being mistaken for a boy, I definitely was in the awkward years.

Classic cable car shot: My sister and I look like we’re in a Rice-a-Roni — “The San Francisco Treat” ad. The guy in the red sweater and leather jacket brings some much-needed style into the photo.

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Friday Funny Sign: “Shovel Not Included”

Posted on January 25, 2013 by sglaser

Colorado, USA, Along highway 285. Dirt can be a hot commodity — by the truckload — but this little snow encrusted pile seems like it might be better for a batch of mud pies. I saw this on the way to Denver International Airport and didn’t have time to take a photo. Surprisingly, it was still there when Kurt, the kids and I returned to Colorado a week later. I’m guessing it’s not going anywhere.

Travel Oops: The Unfortunate Photo — “Aussie Aussie Aussie, Oi Oi Oi!!”

Posted on January 24, 2013 by sglaser

Sydney, Australia, The Opera House. I love this picture, but this is one of those photos I’m sure my son, Eddie, will look back at and go, “Really, Mom? Why did you dress me that way…what were you thinking?!” We actually hadn’t meant to have him wear the Down Under shirt. We had limited clothes that we were wearing in Sydney because we didn’t yet want to disturb our massive suitcases that we packed for our year-long adventure in Adelaide. Eddie, who was 4-years-old at the time, did not want to pose for the photo in the first place. He did, however, like the orange color of this shirt that we had purchased for him the day before.

All we needed was Paul Hogan to photo bomb this and say, “Hey, America, visit Australia and let’s put another shrimp on the barbie!” (I recently saw the old ad in which he says something to this effect and consequently, misleads a few generations of Americans to repeat that phrase, thinking it as authentic.)

Friday Funny Sign: Walk-ins Welcome but Leave Your Saddle at the Door, Please

Posted on January 18, 2013 by sglaser

Colorado, USA. The west may be wild, but you can still look good — even if you’re a horse, right? This part of the country does love their horses and people have a tendency to name anything from bars to beauty salons “Wild Horses.”

Travel Oops: The Unfortunate Photo — “I’m checking out her…form”

Posted on January 17, 2013 by sglaser

Copenhagen, Denmark: International Sand Sculpture Championship. Who can blame this man (on the far left) for checking out this form? The sculptures at this competition are truly amazing art, especially this beautiful one of a curvy naked woman. The funny thing is that his travel party is moving on and he lingers, pretty much transfixed.

Friday Funny Sign: Please Be More Selective When You Pee Here

Posted on January 11, 2013 by sglaser

St. Lucia, Caribbean Islands. My friend Heather sent this to me while she was on her honeymoon in the Caribbean. Love it!

Travel Oops: The Unfortunate Photo — Here’s a ‘Little Ditty’ about a Rock Star Who Didn’t Really Want his Picture Taken

Posted on January 10, 2013 by sglaser

Look at how excited John Mellencamp is to pose with me!

Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, USA. In 1986, I posed in a photo with John (Cougar) Mellencamp, one of the biggest rock ‘n rollers in the United States at the time. “Jack and Diane,” “Hurts So Good” “Pink Houses,” “Small Town,” “Lonely Ol’ Night,” “R.O.C.K’ in the USA” are a few of his “little” ditties.

You don’t need to be a body language reading expert to assess that the picture was pretty much taken against his will. That summer, Mellencamp was vacationing in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I was there, too, with my good friend, Melissa, and her family. The condo where we stayed overlooked Mellencamp’s penthouse. Word on the beach was that he was staying there, and that we might run into him.

One day I was walking on the beach with Melissa’s cousin, Catherine, from Pennsylvania. She spotted Mellencamp, and being a bit more…aggressive, persistent and “east coast,” shall we say, she immediately had a mission. “Come awwwn, Steph…let’s go talk to him,” Catherine said as she trooped over to get his photo. She shoved me in the picture, and I felt very awkward, especially since it was clear John did not want to be bothered.

John Cougar Mellencamp’s penthouse © Stephanie Glaser 1986

The Friday Funny Sign: Sorry Your Brakes Have Failed — But Please Wait Two Miles

Posted on January 4, 2013 by sglaser

Monarch Pass, Colorado, USA: It’s nice to know there is a place for out-of-control semis to go, but there’s something a bit unsettling about seeing a sign like this. First of all, there is a reason for a runaway truck ramp — because there are runaway trucks. Secondly, a lot can happen in two miles when a truck has brake failure — especially on a narrow mountain pass with one side that drops off substantially.

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Travel Oops: The Unfortunate Photo — “Is There a Snake in Your Pants or Are You Happy to See Me?”

Posted on January 3, 2013 by sglaser

Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia. I’m here with my dad and a python who was getting a little too friendly at the Alice Springs Reptile Centre. For some reason, it chose my crotch and the top of my thigh as a secure anchor for its wanderings.

From the look on my face, you may think I was enjoying this a bit more than necessary. Actually, I had a lot of nervous energy going…especially since the snake decided to live up to its cousin’s name and become a boa around my neck.

Friday Funny Sign — Be Careful of the Snowflake that May Tumble Down on You!

Posted on December 28, 2012 by sglaser

Buck Hill, Minneapolis, Minnesota. Honestly, I have to believe this sign is a joke. However, there was nothing to indicate it was a tongue-in-cheek sign. Furthermore, the day Kurt took this photo, Buck had seen three inches of snow all season. (I think I scraped that much off the windshield of the car last night.)

The photo below shows a view of Minneapolis from the top of the hill. You can see the lack of snowfall. I realize, certainly, that Minnesota can get pounded and probably a heap of snow can fall down Mouse Pass.