,
You know that there’s a slight “problem” when your cell
phone inadvertently ends up “visiting” the United States, while your pink
sneaker clad tootsies have remained planted on firma terra on the other side of
the border. And, to further complicate matters,
I had forgotten to take along my passport.
Confused? So am
I. So, let me just backtrack and start
at the beginning. Or, better yet, speed
the entire process up and instead highlight snippets of the events that led up
to that oh so pesky and unsettling
cross-border issue. After all, Imagination and Inspiration had flown the coop and so why even attempt to embellish
the situation with a whole lot of superfluous words and phrases. Creativity
would be having a ball partying it up on the other side of town, doubling over
in laughter at my pathetic attempts at explanation, as I struggled to come up
with a theme and string a few measly sentences together.
Yep.
Exactly why we were on a road trip to track down the wayward trio.
Jamming to golden oldies, belting out one off-tune Karaoke
hit after another, Travel Bud and I were having the time of our lives, practically
bona-fide rock stars on the road to super stardom. Or not.
Nonetheless, we were in our glory, crooning with Sinatra, Cher and
Adele, trundling along in our jalopy on routes unknown and paths yet
undiscovered. The autumn foliage was a
kaleidoscope of crimson hued orange and merlots, a National Geographic cover
shot showcasing the splendour of a Canadian October.
Even overcast skies and a light drizzle couldn’t dampen our
spirits, as the scenery was a picture perfect postcard and the company, superb.
What could go wrong?
And then. The
unthinkable.
A screech. And. Then.
Another. A scream so
hair-raisingly frightful, it had the capability of waking the dead on both
sides of the Atlantic. The crazed
woman’s pitch was an earth-shattering howl so gut-wrenchingly piercing I
actually thought that my eardrums would burst.
Impending crash? Did
our vehicle just run over some stinky ol’ trash? Had a herd of caribou bashed head first into
our trusty ol’ clunker?
Nope. Nada. Zilch.
Nothing of the sort.
A simple ping. That’s
all it took to send me over the edge.
A text message from my cell phone provider welcoming me to
the US of A!
HELLO?????? Who’s calling?? You’re texting me from WHERE????
But I’m still in Canada and haven’t stepped foot into the States!!
Yikes!! Now
what?
Addendum: Apparently my cell phone had inadvertently picked
up an American signal, for we were about 8 or 9 miles away from the
border. Nothing like being slapped with
unplanned roaming charges and the astronomically high rates charged by out of
country cell phone providers.
Let the screaming commence!
Oh, and did I happen to mention that Travel Bud was none too
pleased with you know who, as I did cause quite the ruckus
howling and shrieking about my new state of poverty, as I now had to dish out
mega bucks for my Cell Phone on the Go.
And, let’s not even get into the near fender bender or
screeching to a halt on the side of the road and the near miss of that ever so
messy ditch, all because of a certain someone’s ear-splitting screech.
Let the squabbling begin…
Come hang out with Travel Bud and I as we sing,
screech and squabble our way to Quebec City.
And, remember, don’t freak out if your cell phone pings or picks up an
American signal if you’re a few miles away from the border. You won’t get charged, as I found out a few
weeks later when I received that month’s invoice. I was in quite the traumatized state, unsure
if I would end up owing hundreds or thousands of dollars for my cell phone
bill. All is well that ends well and the
extra cash that I had stashed away is accumulating in my piggy bank for my next
adventure on the Go!
Next blog post - In four weeks! Wednesday, March 22nd!! Catch up with the adventures of Cuckoo ol’
Auntie Nora and Sidekick Oz on the road to somewhere but who really knows where - wish we had a map - guess it will take us that much longer to meander along paths unknown to Quebec City. The sojourn continues....
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