Wednesday, October 9, 2013

A Funny Story from Porto Rico

My eighty year old mom and I are sitting in the shade (it's 90 degrees and 100% humidity) looking at the "very famous" fort she's come to see when she asked, "Where is the bathroom?" 

I said, "I don't know." 

She makes me  ask a Spanish speaking man selling water on the street corner. He said, "the museum." 

We shuffle across the cobblestone park to the museum and we find it isn't open yet. The nice guard  takes one look at mom hanging on my arm and lets us in anyway. He escorts us up the elevator and unlocks the ladies room. 

Then mom said, "I don't have to go yet."