Mutiny By Madness

Here are a few tourist moments I have had thus far.

Rushin' Chinese-Canadians:

110 Chinese-Canadians were spread between 3 of our Alaska Coach Tours buses. We were giving them a tour up the pass, but before we headed up, a few expressed that they needed the to use the toilet. There is an outhouse located at the town overlook, so we decided to hit it up before we embarked. It turns out that they ALL need the toilet. Only the ones who spoke English dared ask. As the line kept getting longer, a few of them made their way across the street. Then a few more. Then a few more. Then enough to stop traffic for a mini Chinese-Canadian migration. Men and women both. When one of the drivers asked, "Where are you going?" they covered up their little excursion by saying, "We are camping!"

Chalk this one up on the stupid question list:

As I pointed out a few mountain goats up on the summit, a gentleman from California asked, "Are those wild goats? I mean, nobody owns them, right?"

I guess goats and domesticated go hand in hand in that guy's mind.

Not so witty comeback:

I was driving down Main Street pointing out how the locals live (which most people are interested in). I showed off my house, a few of my friends' houses, and a few other things when a guy yelled from the back, "Take us to the depot, not your cousin's house."

I responded, "I'll get you to the depot, but for now you're on my bus, so you're going where I'm going!"

The whole bus oohed.

**The summer is just getting started.**