Sunday, March 01, 2009

A Club For A Hero

Me and my colleague are stuck here in Mumbai for another week with another sailing starting on Tuesday and lasting (probably) three days.

But it's not as bad as it seems. We've received a pep talk email from a caring employer's brass, calling us true heroes for so stoically enduring these hardships. On our return, they will probably have named a corridor after us. We are dead certain about this. The only open questions for us are, who will unveil our roll of honour and which champagne will they serve?

How do you celebrate being called a true hero? Well, I stuck to a tradition I anyway have on trips which include staying at lush hotels. I ordered a club sandwich. I have got this tradition since July 1989, when I was deflowered* in a hotel in Damascus.



* with respect to club sandwiches

5 comments:

Mickle in NZ said...

Club sandwiches with potato chips?

Word verification "eareriu" seems appropriate, though the ham and egg sammy looks good.

Expat Traveler said...

you are definitely making me hungry! :)

Expat Traveler said...

by the way, we dont have a tv either! I just ordered my new road bike this weekend too... Can't wait :) And I'm committed to doing a triathlon season with lots of lake swimming.

Mickle in NZ said...

Maybe you could name the individual cochroaches you see on board ship after your caring managers in a sharing fellowship of caring empty gestures?

okay - will stop being a right synical bitch, sometimes it just surfaces so--- avoid submarines????

Ryan said...

club sandwich now i know about that!