RangerDanger
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My girlfriend at the time, a beautiful Egyptian girl named Gina and I were up in Northern California near the Nevada border on vacation and stop off in Bodie, Calif., a restored ghost town.
We take the tour with the guide and about a dozen other tourists.
We're walking down the street and the guide is pointing out various buildings--the jail, the saloon, asseyers office, etc.
We stop in front of The Bodie Hotel. The guide says "this hotel was built in 1879--just think ladies and gentleman, this building is over 120 years old."
In a voice just loud enough for the group to hear (but not the guide) Gina says "Wow, 120 years old--just wait til I tell the folks back home in Cairo about this."
The group broke up. The guide looked pissed.
We take the tour with the guide and about a dozen other tourists.
We're walking down the street and the guide is pointing out various buildings--the jail, the saloon, asseyers office, etc.
We stop in front of The Bodie Hotel. The guide says "this hotel was built in 1879--just think ladies and gentleman, this building is over 120 years old."
In a voice just loud enough for the group to hear (but not the guide) Gina says "Wow, 120 years old--just wait til I tell the folks back home in Cairo about this."
The group broke up. The guide looked pissed.