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Carol Perkins: Traveling with Carol Things happen on trips with Carol: 'I don't plan for the unusual, but it finds me,' she says, as they did on this trip to Las Vegas. The next earlier Carol Perkins column: Balancing Christmas By Carol Perkins At this time every year, Guy attends an industrial fastener show in Las Vegas. Every year, I go with him. While he goes to the show, I do whatever I want. At night, we always have dinner with old friends. As usual, I manage to add a little confusion to each trip. The first began before we got off the ground. In order to avoid the hassle of taking too many pieces of luggage, we packed together and took one carry-on. Guy, ever so organized, put what he wanted to go into the big bag on one bed and what he wanted in the carry-on, on another bed. When I started putting our things into the big bag, there wasn't as much room as I anticipated, so I took his travel kit and stuck it into the carry-on. I saw no need to mention the switch. As we went through airport security, the carry-on set off something, causing it to be searched. Guy thought it was my sleep machine (c-pack). Security pilfered through the carry-on, and then unzipped Guy's travel bag (the one he didn't know was in there) and pulled out a big bottle of shampoo and container of after shave. "These are over the size limit." Guy gave me a look. "I knew that. These weren't supposed to be in this bag." We left the items behind and naturally, I should have known what was in the travel bag and that it wouldn't have gone through. "Yeah, I sure keep up with your stuff! The hotel has shampoo and I hated that after shave anyway." He watched his prize Head & Shoulders and some kind of cheap smelling, $2.50 a bottle after-shave lotion being dumped in the trash. That night we met up with some old friends at the site of the show, which was at the Mandalay Bay Hotel. After dinner, the wife and I decided to "lose a quarter or two" and found a couple of slot machines. Guy and his friends wandered off. After a little while, I was going to move my location, so I got out my cell phone to call him. I made the call and laid the phone down on the slot machine and left it. Never thought of it until the next morning. However, I knew exactly where I had left it. Now it was just a matter of hoping someone had turned it in. I asked someone at the front desk to connect me with the security at Mandalay Bay. "Can you tell me what picture is on your phone when you flip it up?" the girl there asked. It was Fluffy on our couch. They had my phone! At first, I thought about having Guy paged (he was there) so he could bring it to me, but then realized that he would think something dreadful had happened, so I made the trek back to the hotel for my phone. Another moment concerned Guy's computer and the fact that our hotel charged an extra $12.00 a day "fee" to each room for internet service, no matter whether you had a computer or not. Of course, that is never mentioned until check-in. Guy's computer would not respond to the hook up and I had counted on using it to write a very important letter of recommendation that was due that day. "How important can that be?" he asked when I trotted myself to the business center to write the letter and email it. "Very important. I keep my word!" What he minded was the $8.50 it cost me to use their service (when we had already paid $12 per day for the same service that didn't work). "Get a grip," I told him. Sometimes I think he gets more and more like his grandfather Perkins, who held on to a nickel for years. A trip with me is never dull. I don't plan for the unusual, but it finds me. So, if you would like to travel with me to Las Vegas this spring on an all-girl trip, send me an email. No whiners, complainers, gripers, or hard-to-please women are allowed. The reservation desk is open...seriously. -Carol Perkins This story was posted on 2010-12-26 05:30:29
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