The Cavalia Valentine’s Incident

So this week I get to tell you about : “An unforgettable Valentine’s day — good or bad.”  This took some thought, since most things are “forgettable” for me.  LOL!  But then I came across a memory I’d written down a while back.

One year my former boyfriend took me to see Cavalia for my Valentine’s Day present.  It’s an amazing show of equestrian talent.  During intermission I took a personal break and went to the ladies’ restroom.  The facilities at the show gave you your choice of either bathroom trailers or portable outhouses and I chose to use a heated trailer for the amenities it offered.

All went fine until I chose to leave and forgot that two doors existed, an entrance and an exit.  Here I am, trying to go out the “in” door, against the flow of bodies who desperately wanted inside the bathroom.  I kept excusing myself and trying to squeeze in between people going in the opposite direction.  I was determined to make it out against overwhelming odds, until someone told me, “You would probably have better luck if you used the other door.”

Oh Duh!