It's a day late but whatever. This story is an old one, a time where I had no facial hair and still hadn't touched my first boob yet. It was July 2000, I was 12, and I was in Australia as part of a three week exchange program. This incident took place on our second full day Down Under (sorry, I had to work it in):
Our group consisted of 40 students, four chaperones/teachers, our tour guide Melissa, and our bus driver Graham. We started on the northeast coast in Cairns, home to rainforests and the Great Barrier Reef. While showering for dinner on our second night I swore I heard someone knock on my door. I threw on a towel and and I opened the door only to find no one. Thinking maybe someone need something, clothes, toothpaste, etc. I stepped completely out of my room and into the hall. Now, it wasn't really a hall, more of a passage way. Being in the tropics the rooms all opened onto an open air passage, sort of like how malls in nice weather cities are built. (Here's a link to the resort since I'm doing a shitty job describing it.) Anyway, I turn to go back into my room the door won't budge. It had locked behind me. I was stuck in only a towel, dripping wet and visible to pretty much anyone who walked by and looked up. I immediately become frantic (this experience would help me to prepare for college, a time in your life when being without most of your clothes in public is called Friday). By chance a girl who was staying across the hall-thing from us comes out to head to dinner only to find a mostly naked, soaking me standing there. She clearly does not know what to make of this. I asked to go get our head chaperone, a fierce little lady, which she does in a hurry. In what probably three minutes but felt like three hours our chaperone shows up to let me in, reading me the riot act on how I'm embarrassing myself, our group, and by proxy our country. Remember, this was pre-GWBush so I really was embarrassing the US. She let me in and I dressed in a matter of seconds. As we walk in to eat I was met with a round of applause from my groupmates and chaperones.
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