So I just had to add this! As I was rummaging through some of my Romania stuff for that last post, I came across this email that we sent to some friends while we were there, that knew all of us girls...this may be one of those "you have to be there" type of stories, but I couldn't stop laughing while I was reading it...good times!
Picture this if you will...8 American girls riding along on a top quality Rapid Romanian train. As most girls tend to do, we were all sitting around in the comfort of our second class cabin when we pulled up to the next stop. We sat there for a few moments admiring the breath taking landscape just outside our windows...Anne suddenly recognized the trees to the right. She pondered for a moment then quizzically inquired...Is this Brasov? Kathryn was taken back by her question and quickly responded..."We couldn't be! We are an hour early!" As she drew back the brown stained curtain, fear fell over her face. There in front of her face was the large rectangular sign...BRASOV. Panic rolled in the cabin like the fog on a cold Romanian stormy night. The girls in cabin 1 frantically began to gather their belongings as Kathryn dashed down the smoke filled hallway to warn the others of the recent discovery. She held her hand high and declared, "Uite Brasov!" Panic now engulfed both cabins. When Kathryn returned to her room she was informed that there were only 3 minutes remaining until the train continued on its journey. Turning on her heels she rushed back to inform the girls of their fast approaching deadline. Anne was the first off the train quickly followed by her colleague Kathryn. Sherrie handed her valuables over and heroically returned back to rescue the damsels in distress. As Kathryn and Anne protected what little had been removed from the train, they gazed in awe as they realized the slight movement of the train. Anne yelled out, "Sherrie the train is moving! GET OFF!" Sherrie jumped with her natural dancers grace (which we know she doesn't always display). Becca hurriedly got off the train as well. From the other door they realized that something had jumped off the train. Was it a bird, a plane? No, it was Jackie, carrying 4 pieces of luggage! Shortly after her, Lora selflessly flung herself from the moving Rapid, careful to not break her recently bought nativity set. From our front row seats, we saw that Martha was next in line. Armed with two pieces of luggage and five sacks in each hand Martha boldly braced herself for leap of faith she was about to embark on. Without hesitation Martha portrayed her courage and took a leap. As she flew through the air, all eyes were locked on Martha. Her legs fluttered through the air, one leg, then the other, and then...contact...Martha became one with the concrete. But luckily for Martha, her white (now splashed with a touch of mud) coat received the brunt of the impact. As bursts of laughter filled the train station (even the street kids got a good laugh) we soon realized one was missing. As the train rolled on we realized Alissa was still captive on the moving locomotive. Some called out in fear, others couldn't watch. But then, we heard the screeching screams as metal met metal. The train quickly came to a halt. Out of the dust, Alissa sheepishly walked off to join her now relieved colleagues. She relayed her heroic tale of being held captive on the train. She tried to escape, but the conductor would not allow her to sacrifice her body. He did allow the train to stop so she could walk off in comfort. We were all together again! SUCCESS!
Picture this if you will...8 American girls riding along on a top quality Rapid Romanian train. As most girls tend to do, we were all sitting around in the comfort of our second class cabin when we pulled up to the next stop. We sat there for a few moments admiring the breath taking landscape just outside our windows...Anne suddenly recognized the trees to the right. She pondered for a moment then quizzically inquired...Is this Brasov? Kathryn was taken back by her question and quickly responded..."We couldn't be! We are an hour early!" As she drew back the brown stained curtain, fear fell over her face. There in front of her face was the large rectangular sign...BRASOV. Panic rolled in the cabin like the fog on a cold Romanian stormy night. The girls in cabin 1 frantically began to gather their belongings as Kathryn dashed down the smoke filled hallway to warn the others of the recent discovery. She held her hand high and declared, "Uite Brasov!" Panic now engulfed both cabins. When Kathryn returned to her room she was informed that there were only 3 minutes remaining until the train continued on its journey. Turning on her heels she rushed back to inform the girls of their fast approaching deadline. Anne was the first off the train quickly followed by her colleague Kathryn. Sherrie handed her valuables over and heroically returned back to rescue the damsels in distress. As Kathryn and Anne protected what little had been removed from the train, they gazed in awe as they realized the slight movement of the train. Anne yelled out, "Sherrie the train is moving! GET OFF!" Sherrie jumped with her natural dancers grace (which we know she doesn't always display). Becca hurriedly got off the train as well. From the other door they realized that something had jumped off the train. Was it a bird, a plane? No, it was Jackie, carrying 4 pieces of luggage! Shortly after her, Lora selflessly flung herself from the moving Rapid, careful to not break her recently bought nativity set. From our front row seats, we saw that Martha was next in line. Armed with two pieces of luggage and five sacks in each hand Martha boldly braced herself for leap of faith she was about to embark on. Without hesitation Martha portrayed her courage and took a leap. As she flew through the air, all eyes were locked on Martha. Her legs fluttered through the air, one leg, then the other, and then...contact...Martha became one with the concrete. But luckily for Martha, her white (now splashed with a touch of mud) coat received the brunt of the impact. As bursts of laughter filled the train station (even the street kids got a good laugh) we soon realized one was missing. As the train rolled on we realized Alissa was still captive on the moving locomotive. Some called out in fear, others couldn't watch. But then, we heard the screeching screams as metal met metal. The train quickly came to a halt. Out of the dust, Alissa sheepishly walked off to join her now relieved colleagues. She relayed her heroic tale of being held captive on the train. She tried to escape, but the conductor would not allow her to sacrifice her body. He did allow the train to stop so she could walk off in comfort. We were all together again! SUCCESS!
2 comments:
That seriously was one of the most funny things I have ever been a part of!
Sherrie, I finally have your blog! I hope you're doing well. we miss you at work! I'll be checking in on you every so often!
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