Once upon a time, there was a nineteen-year-old irl who needed to travel from Paris to Berlin by train. This was her first time in Paris. She had arrived by plane from Jerusalem a few hours earlier and due to unforeseen circumstances did not arrive in time to catch her intended train. Dreary from sleepin in the airport the niht before, she dreaded the seven-hour wait ahead. At the train station, a charmin Parisian man introduced himself to her. He spoke very little Enlish. She spoke very little French. They found a café across the street and communicated throuh hand estures and sketches. He took her around Paris, and persuaded her not to bother buyin a ticket for the metro. They walked to the top of the Eiffel tower. Afterwards, she went with him to his house, where she met his mother. On their way back to the train station, the metro police asked for her ticket. She was ushered into the police office, where she quickly paid her fine. Then the charmin Parisian man took her back to the train station, where he kissed her on the check and said ood-bye. She cauht her train and arrived in Berlin the next day to the open arms of a dear friend.
She tucked this event away some place deep in her memory. Many years passed. She didn’t think or talk about it very much.
Then, several years ao, I remembered my Paris adventure and thouht, “WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKIN?!”
THINKIN?!”
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Posted by: MommaK | August 05, 2005 at 12:38 AM
1. I picked up a hitchhiker or two way back when.
2. I collected Beanie Babies.
3. I bought leather python-print jeans from Victoria's Secret and never wore them.
Posted by: Paula | August 05, 2005 at 12:42 AM
All from when I was in high school:
1. picked up a hitchhiker (a man no less!)
2. when I was 17 went on a date with a guy who was 29
3. walked along a beach in Puerto Vallarta...by myself...in the middle of the night.
Posted by: Stephanie | August 05, 2005 at 02:17 AM
Ha! I loved that post!
I had a smililar Paris experience, only the guy took me to some park. In the middle of nowhere. I looked around to see....well...nothing....and thought to myself : WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!!!???!!! I hopped the first metro back to the city. I cant really be that stupid, can I? It must have been the fatigue.
Posted by: emaleejayne | August 05, 2005 at 03:10 AM
1. Leigh-Ann
2. Helena
3. Flossy
Posted by: Shane | August 05, 2005 at 05:49 AM
1. Setting up my exboyfriend and my roommate
2. Living with a man withan anger problem
3. Paying attention to what other people think.
Posted by: megan | August 05, 2005 at 07:38 AM
1. Drove home very, very, very drunk from freshman year college Christmas break party with old high school friends. I have no recollection of how I made it from point A to point B.
2. Offered to give inner city kid a ride when I worked in downtown Tulsa, OK. When he got in the car he proceeded to ask if he could "suck my ...." (yes, that!). I politely extricated myself from that situation. I felt sorry for the kid but not that sorry!
3. Recently drove 70+ mph on a really, really bald tire on my truck. Hit a busy section of the interstate in which I had to slow down considerably and at that moment my tire blew. I was very lucky and very stupid to not have gotten it changed long before.
Posted by: Carl V. | August 05, 2005 at 08:48 AM
1. Buying these 'so-called' denium shoes back in 2000. What the hell was I thinking?
2. Hitch-hiking in Ireland with a friend. We hitched a ride with a driver, who we discovered, was rather drunk to say the least! What the hell was I thinking?
3. Balloon Skirt. Enough said. What the hell was I thinking?
Posted by: Melody | August 05, 2005 at 08:50 AM
Tozeur, Tunisia. I was 21. Young man suggests I hop on his motorbike. Both of us are muddling through French as a second language. We drive out to the dunes to watch the sun set over the desert. Desert! No one and nothing around us. (What the hell was I thinking?) We see a Bedouin caravan crossing in the distance. He takes me home to meet his family, have supper. I follow him into the oasis, where it's really, really dark. Really dark! (What the hell was I thinking?)We chat. He declares his love for me. (What the hell was HE thinking?) I explain it could never work. He gets me to the bus station in time.
Posted by: Isabella | August 05, 2005 at 09:09 AM
Make-up.
High heels.
Hairspray.
Posted by: Zinnia Cyclamen | August 05, 2005 at 09:45 AM
1. Big hair in the 80's
2. Green eyeliner
3. Pink sandals with a kitten heel
Posted by: indigo | August 05, 2005 at 10:06 AM
Oh good lord, my life is made UP of WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!!!???!!! moments. Here're a few:
1. Had double sessions in 9th grade. During cookie break, my friend and I would buy a carton of milk, discretely pour out the milk and fill the carton with Southern Comfort.
2. Hitchhiking was my primary mode of transportation from 14-16 years of age.
3. Running away from home, again at 14, and staying at a drug dealer's house...yeah, I have no memory of that time, at ALL.
Posted by: Janet | August 05, 2005 at 10:23 AM
Taking a greyhound bus to Corpus Christi (24 hours of pure hell) to meet a sailor in person for the first time that I was set up with "online" through a mutual friend who thought we sutied one another.
Yeah, that one pretty much sums it all up I think. I'm sure there are others but this has to be one of the biggest.
Posted by: sleepingmommy | August 05, 2005 at 10:26 AM
WOW!
To add to that...
-what was I thinking when I walked from Grand Central to Penn station in AUGUST. In a SKIRT. With a huge duffel bag strapped to my back??? and then what was I thinking when I went around DC with a guy I'd just met who was ten years older than me??
And what was I thinking when the guy i'd been online-dating came to visit and i stayed with him at his hotel?
and then what was i thinking when another guy i online-dated took me to a movie 45 minutes from my home and then back to his dorm room???
good lord. thank god i got a bit smarter.
Posted by: tanya | August 05, 2005 at 10:41 AM
Confided personal things to a co-worker who I thought was a friend...turned out I was wrong.
Tried to make things right with said co-worker when I had to make a tough personal decision...again, wrong.
Letting people influence how I think.
Posted by: helena | August 05, 2005 at 10:56 AM
Big hair
Stirrup pants
Perms
Ugh. Bad, bad high school pictures are what I got to show from these terrible ideas too! {shudder}
Posted by: Lily Bleu | August 05, 2005 at 01:02 PM
1. Jumping into a cab with the intention of meeting my then-boyfriend for dinner to discuss our relationship but ended up taking it to JFK for a flight to Bermuda instead.
2. "Proving" my parents wrong that I was only going to Ottawa, Canada because of a guy - they told me that since we had broken up there was no need for me to go; I disagreed and went anyway, forefitting all parental financial aid.
3. Going home with a man I barely knew, while drunk - something I NEVER did. It's OK, though, I ended up marrying him.
Posted by: Shannin | August 05, 2005 at 01:40 PM
1. Lyssa
2. Lyssa
3. Lyssa
That pretty much covers it.
Posted by: mean_girl | August 05, 2005 at 04:56 PM
1. Driving while drunk. Many times, many places. No accidents.
2. Trying to get a pissed-off bumblebee out of my shirt pocket while driving. Can you say "roll-over accident?"
3. Don't ask. Cause I ain't tellin'. And I'd do it again in a second.
Posted by: Hillbilly Mom | August 05, 2005 at 05:05 PM
I'm laughing at these. They're great.
Tanya, The image of you walking in the heat in manhatten is making me giggle so much I have a feeling I must have done something similar. I tend to repress these "WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING" moments very far down. I've got lots of manhatten stories hidden away in there.
Posted by: Raehan | August 05, 2005 at 05:09 PM
Going hiking with a friend up a canyon after dark & a gang of crazies popping pills and drinking like crazy below... we were followed up until we got smart and turned the flashlight off. A few hours later we made our way down and found them passed out or too stoned to care about us. It was the stupidest thing I have ever done, and thankfully, I was smart enough never to repeat it! Now if I see a gang of "crazies" nearby, I turn around AND GO HOME!!!
Posted by: eriksgurl | August 05, 2005 at 11:47 PM
I'm not telling. My daughter reads this blog. But I will say that at least I was ALMOST eighteen at the time.
Posted by: Mamacita | August 05, 2005 at 11:51 PM
Getting married 2 days after my 18th birthday
Wearing paperclips for earrings
Aiding and Abedding (i'll leave it at that)
Posted by: Plumkrazzee | August 06, 2005 at 02:04 AM
crap, mine's not even funny.
1. Got married to someone who'd already been abusive. But hey, he promised he'd change, right?
2. Moved in next door to my parents.
I think that's enough, don't you? ;)
Posted by: aka_monty | August 06, 2005 at 04:02 PM