Here's my story. It is now a bittersweet memory for a couple of reasons, but it is none-the-less the funniest thing that has happened to me at the Beach Club. It competes with meeting Teena the Greeter as a pivotal BC memory, but you can read about that one on Page 1, Post Something.
Not entirely necessary, but here is some backstory, the explanatory chapter from my trip report for Ben's 8th grade class trip in 2015:
"I Can Organize This Trip in My Sleep!" June 2015
A lot of you have already seen this chapter from
"Antics of the Orange Banded Monkeys" August 2015, originally posted December 24, 2015, but it is always good for a chuckle:
Woozy: I had to sleep with one eye open. That's why I wear sunglasses.
This is what happened Sunday night after we got back from the Top of the World lounge.
I had my notebook and folder next to me in bed so I could write my trip notes. I took my sleeping pill and fell asleep holding my phone.
When the monkeys saw that I was asleep, ~Ninja took the phone out of my hand.
I kept repeating “I have my phone. I have my folder. I have work to do”
Then this happened…
Honestly, this is me fast asleep.
Rebecca was amused that my thumb was in mid-text and I did not put my thumb down.
At one point Rebecca asked me how I was and I answered “Woozy”, the same word I used with my friend L. on the class trip.
The next few pictures are from the series "The Monkeys Decorate Dee"
The final product:
I don’t remember any of this and didn't realize what had happened until they showed me the pictures the next morning.
Monkey Christmas to All, and to All a Good Night!