My parents live next to miles of unspoilt white sand and turquoise blue ocean- recently on the phone my father complained to me of the “damn tourist season” and how crazy it is there, he saw “at least 3 or maybe even 4 sets of footprints on the beach!”- I’m guessing they will have to come up with some crowd control strategy soon…
I spent many years working for the tourism industry and have lots of fond memories of
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conversations, including trying to answer “why Australians choose to celebrate Christmas in the middle of summer when its so bloody hot?”
Here are some others I found…
"England? That's in London, isn't it?" -- Asked of an English tourist in the United States.
"Does your flag come in any other colors?" -- Asked by a tourist in Victoria, British Columbia, Canada.
"Can I get a ferry to Australia?" -- Asked at the Auckland, New Zealand, Visitor Information Centre.
"Is there anyone here who speaks Australian?" -- Asked of a tourist information center in Scotland.
“Why did the queen build Windsor Castle so close to Heathrow Airport?" -- Asked by an American tourist in England.
"I have a question about a famous animal in Canada, but I forget its name. It's a kind of big horse with horns." -- Posted to a tourism web site.
"Sorry, we don't sell tickets outside of the U.S. . . . I don't care how new Mexico is, we don't sell tickets outside the U.S." -- A ticket salesperson for the 1996 Olympics, on the phone with someone from New Mexico.
"Don't lie to me. I looked on the map, and Florida is a very thin state." -- An irate man to a travel agent, after returning from a trip to Orlando. The man was upset because his hotel room did not have an ocean view.