H and I went skiing yesterday. It was a very good trip. We decided to forgo the usual 4 hour drive each way and opted to go on one of those ski bus trips. It was a very good deal and we get to sleep on the way there and watched a movie on the way back. Not a bad deal at all.
We knew it was a good deal when more and more people boarded the bus and most of them turned out to be Chinese people. Yeah ... we sure know how to find a bargain.
There was a woman sitting across the isle from us and she carried a whole bag of goodies with her for the bus ride. There was shrimp chips (crackers) and some kind of noodle stir fry or something ... and oranges. What's the deal with the oranges anyway? Pretty much every longish trip I've been on involved peeling oranges and eating them. Whether it's with my parents, my aunt, or even with my cousin ... there was always the oranges.
So ... near the end of our trip yesterday when the bus driver was about to drop everyone off, our trip host announced that tips to the driver would be appreciated. Some people left a tip, but our neighbors left a big bag of orange peels instead. How rude!
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