I'm having another go at Rochelle Wisoff-Field's fun-filled Friday Fictioneers!
My mate Lucy landed a fab job in Paris. One weekend she invited me to stay.
I arrived at St Pancras station early.The Eurostar train was already there so I hopped on. It started moving, twenty minutes early.
She said to meet in Trak coffee bar at Gare-de-Nord station. I couldn’t see her so I ordered a brew. I don’t par-lay-voo much Fronsay so I used my famous French accent. “Coff-ay pleez-eee mist-air” Success!
My phone ding-a-linged.
“Where are you Rosey Pee?”
“Here” I said spinning around.
“Where?”
Then I noticed the address on the menu board – Trak, Gare-de-Bruxelles, Belgium!
Woopsie!
I chose to ignored the garlic - I didn't want my blog to smell!
I chose to ignored the garlic - I didn't want my blog to smell!
Photo: Kent Bonham
I was once ejected from a seat on a plane to Taipei that I thought was going to Singapore.
ReplyDeleteGood piece.
I'm so glad you commented first! Now everyone will know it's not just me - there are two of us!
DeleteFab take on the promt Rosey! Very funny and sounds like something I would do lol :)
ReplyDeleteYea! See, it's not just me! Thanks for visiting me.
DeleteNice take on the prompt. Funny story!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much!
DeleteAt least she has a sense of humor about the whole thing! :-) Nicely written!
ReplyDeleteIt's an absolute necessity in my life!
Deletefunny story
ReplyDeleteGlad you found it so!
DeleteGreat ending. Now that would be the kind of thing I would do! My mind is usually elsewhere when I travel. So, did they met up in Belgium or France?
ReplyDeleteMy name doesn't seem to be attached to this. I'm not anonymous, I'm Phylor!
They met in London! And by the way if your name really is Phylor it is attached!!!
DeleteFunny one, I'd so do that! And what fun!
ReplyDeleteEasily done - for me, anyway!
DeleteAnElephant is amused!
ReplyDeleteIn that case my job is done! Nice to see you in front of the setee for a change!
DeleteAnd he is really bored having to prove he is not a robot.
ReplyDeleteThey do not come in huge and pink.
erm....?
DeleteCute. Maybe the garlic affected you after all. Better hop that next train!
ReplyDeleteYou could be right!
DeleteReminds me of someone of work travelling to San Jose California ending up in Costa Rica... woopsie woop..
ReplyDeleteEasy mistake! Thanks for dropping by.
DeleteNow that is an epic fail and a half, but a funny one though.
ReplyDeleteThat's life! Thanks Francesca.
Deletei guess it happens to everyone. if anything, it would a good conversation piece. :)
ReplyDeleteIt does and it is! Thank you plaridel.
DeleteBlame Eurostar! Great whoopsie and I love your French, is rather like mine!
ReplyDeleteYou should hear my Spanish! Thanks for visiting me.
DeleteWonder if Lucy will hop across to Belgium :)
ReplyDeleteYou can guess what would happen if she did! No, we met in London - far easier!
DeleteDelightful! Thank you for visiting me for my Gratitude Circle post at http://darlamsands.blogspot.com/2015/06/gratitude-circle-june-of-2015.html.
ReplyDeleteKeith Hillman has a wonderful imagination!
Thanks Darla - please don't encourage him!
ReplyDeleteDear Rosey,
ReplyDeleteCute story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle!
DeleteWhat a mix up! Made me smile.
ReplyDeleteThe story of my life! Thanks for dropping by
DeleteLOL, Whoopsie, indeed. And that's why the train left twenty minutes early. If your trains are anything like ours, that would be something to worry about, since ours are always late. Great fun, as always.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ga H!
DeleteOh, all those foreign destinations confuse me, too! :)
ReplyDeleteIt's in the same continent and you did get the coffee shop part correct. Nice one.
ReplyDeletefault lies in the geography and not in us.
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