Ok I have a good one here! It’s embarrassing and might be just a little longer story than usual but trust me.... its good!
Right! My great uncle had been in the air force and been to many places one of which was Germany. Where he and my great aunt bought the most amazing cuckoo clock! They were kind of snooty to be honest but they had some really beautiful things. When I was a kid we would go to their house and I was fascinated by the cuckoo clock! I would just sit in front of the thing and watch it! (I know I was really weird!)
Anyway I always wanted a cuckoo clock! So when Michael and I started travelling we decided to always get one thing from each trip that would be something special to remember that trip by! (Cool idea I think!) So when we went to Switzerland and Michael asked the question of what I wanted.... the answer was very obvious! One thing! A cuckoo clock! Oh my I swear I was so excited! I fell in love with this one! And finally I got my dream (not just Michael!) but my cuckoo clock too!
Everything was brilliant and we had the most amazing time. We stayed in Italy at Lake Como and left from the airport Bergamo. Where things got a bit crazy!
Michael was lucky on this one as I was in front of him at the airport which is very small but convenient. My precious cuckoo clock was NEVER going to be checked luggage! I had to have it in my possession! If something happened to this thing I would just die! Anyway.... they speak Italian in Italy, for those of you who don’t know this! ;~) Italian... do you know the Italian word for cuckoo clock? I don’t! Let me just say that again... no Italian spoken here! So you can imagine as I went through the security, herded by a very large man pointing and speaking to me in Italian. I had no clue what a fool I was about to make of myself! The belt with my carry-on stopped to a grinding halt! The man that was doing the pointing was talking to another man behind the x-ray machine... and they were looking increasingly suspicious! And they were looking at me!!!! The first man grabbed my bag with precious clock inside from the x-ray and started pointing at it! And he didn’t seem to be very happy I might add! All I could think is oh my! This clock looks like a bomb under the x-ray! And how am I going to explain to this man that's armed, and not to happy, what’s inside! It was packed very well as you can imagine and would have taken an act of congress to get at it! So...... what did I do? Oh yeah...
Did you ever get one of those moments when you were in the middle of doing something and realize what a complete and total fool you are but it’s too late to go back? Well in mid flapping of my arms poking my head forwards and back and making very accurate cuckoo sounds I realized just that! :~)
Michael was far behind like I said (lucky him) and had no clue what happened! I went bright red (I never blush!) and was ushered through very quickly by 2 laughing Italians which were in the process of calling over their colleagues pointing at me and of course making cuckoo sounds! I don’t blame them! If I had been them I would have done the same! I can only hope they still tell the story of the silly cuckoo woman and look at it with the same humour that I do!
I have decided to do a Project 365! Here is just a bit of info behind every pic.
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