Is That A Kangaroo?

It has been an eventful last few days at Casa de Crazy. Mark found out last week that he has to go to Australia on business. I realize that most of you are saying “Cool!”, but that was not exactly Mark’s reaction to this little adventure.

Mark is not much of a travelin’ man. Especially when it involves an airplane. I’ll never forget our honeymoon. We flew to Disney World and it was only Mark’s second time on an airplane. We boarded the plane, got settled in as much as Mark could “settle”. Then we here the captain come over the intercom, he said “Good afternoon from the flight deck, we apologize for the delay. We are currently waiting for a minor repair to be completed on the aircraft. We should be cleared for takeoff shortly after. Thanks you for your patience.” I looked over at Mark and all the color had drained out of his face. I thought he was going to pass out or crawl out the side door.

The plane finally began to taxi down the runway and the conversation for the next 55 minutes went something like this…
Mark, “What was that noise?”
Me, “Wheels going up.”
10 minutes later…
Mark, “What’s that noise?”
Me, “Wing flaps shifting.”
15 minutes later…
Mark, “What’s that noise?”
Me, “It’s the beverage cart for Pete’s sake!”
15 minutes later…
Mark, “What’s THAT noise?”
Me, “Wheels going down, Mark.”
Mark, “Going down? Why? Why are they going down? Is something wrong?”
Me, “If you want to get back on solid ground, the wheels need to go down.”
Mark, “What? What do you mean?”
Me, “We are landing you big wimp!”

I feel so sorry for the poor soul sitting next to him on this trip. I am thinking that some medication may be required.