philatelia

11 Apr 2016
01:52:54pm

Stamporama friends - we wish you all could have joined us last weekend! We had so much fun and had some wild and crazy adventures, too, that must be shared so you can all laugh with us (or at us???).

The first story I'll share is about the Embassy suites Hotel. Luree and I ended up with a suite almost at the top of the hotel on the 6th floor. We had an awesome view overlooking the steeple covered downtown area. Across the street was an old Baptist church with a towering steeple and huge, heavy Doric columns (that's the answer to the trivia question by the way you guys!).

Anyways, there were only TWO elevators and the hotel was packed - completely sold out. The group was in the large open cafe area having a few drinks during happy hour, sitting chatting and deciding where to go for dinner. Ernie looked at me wearing shorts and a thin top and reminded me that the temps were supposed to drop into the high 50s that evening. So I decided to run up to our room and grab something warmer. It took forever to get the elevator up and after I changed, I went and hit the down button and waited ... and waited ... and waited. Finally I looked at the sign pointing toward the stairs and thought "what the heck - burn a few calories and save some time." So I follow the signs to the stairs which were tucked waaaay back around a corner at the end of a dimly lit hallway. OK, so the stairs aren't used too often I think. I open the door and start down the stairs and notice the sign "door locks - only opens one way." OK I'm committed to 6 floors now. They wind downward and downward.

In the meantime, Bob, Luree, Mary, Ernie and Bonnie are enjoying their happy hour but wondering where is Theresa?

Theresa is in a stairwell, dusty, dimly lit, smelling of dank concrete that seems to go on FOREVER with no exits. Yikes!!! This is getting creepy. Ok keep going down down down and FINALLY - a door! By this time I'm wondering if the door is going to exit into the maid's work area, the laundry room or some dark hallway. I open the door and am greeting by a blast of glaring bright Orlando sun. I've stepped right into the middle of a large hispanic family who quickly yank their children away from the slightly manic looking gringo woman who looks lost, befuddled and disoriented.

Where the hell am I??? It turns out that the stairway kicks you OUT of the hotel all the way on the opposite side of the building from the lobby! I excuse myself and try to extricate myself from the babble of startled latinos who try to get as far away from me as they can on the crowded sidewalk and I start hoofing it back to the hotel. Finally I find the entrance and walk past the odd looks of the Valets and desk staff. I wander over to rejoin the group who look at me and ask WHERE have YOU BEEN???

So the moral of the story - beware hotel stairways!

More stories to follow.

 
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philatelia

11 Apr 2016
01:59:04pm

re: Stories from the April 2016 Orlando Stamp Show

Yeah - it kinda sorta felt like that somewhere around the hundredth flight of steps!!! LOL

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re: Stories from the April 2016 Orlando Stamp Show

TRUE STORY. This weekend was the first time I ever saw a stamp collector pull out a set of tongs from the top of her brassiere!


That is my kind of woman.



Ernie

 
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re: Stories from the April 2016 Orlando Stamp Show

Here's another event that happened at the show itself. Get ready for this one.

Theresa and I landed on this big box lot filled with several baggies of bundle stamps. There were a great variety of stamps from the World in this box. Very nice for a beginner. But all those bundles were not for me. I have enough duplicates. So we swing around to the other side of the table and have a seat to look at the "better" stamp books.

Bob with his nifty little ipad going through all the items he needs. Theresa looking at Japan and Ireland and various books. I was looking at Duck Stamps. While the vendor was relaxing in his chair keeping an eye on all of us (he's friends with Bob, so all is good).

I sort of zone out for a moment thinking about which Duck needs to come home with me and all of a sudden I hear Theresa say that you (meaning me) needs to go and check out the underwear box.

I say to myself, what did she say? UNDERWEAR box? What underwear? So, I say to her, my ears sometimes don't let me hear what is really being said, did you say for me to check out some underwear? At which time we start laughing and the vendor says he thought she said underwear and Bob chimes in and says she did say underwear! In the midst of trying to stay on our chairs because of the case of the giggles Theresa tries her best to explain she really did say BUNDLE WEAR.

What a hoot. So now we are selling underwear at stamp shows, who knew?

 
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re: Stories from the April 2016 Orlando Stamp Show

Not hinged, but they were USED!!!!

 
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