…five stories off the hotel balcony. Believe it or not, I was working. I was on my laptop and my mobile was in my lap. I stood up to try to get a better wi-fi signal and bloop! Off it went.
It fell down, through some bushes and onto a pile of leaves and soft ground. Little NH was napping inside so I had to wait an excruciating hour to go retrieve it. It was worth the wait, though. The bushes broke its fall and the leaves and dirt brought it to a safe landing.
Not a scratch on the thing. Whew!
One of my faithful readers might remember a similar story with his phone in Spain. Somewhere in Spain, there’s a pigeon dead from trying to pass a “pearl” he gobbled up from a shattered Blackberry. Heh.
Let’s not forget rogue curbs and diabolical orange trees, Mon Frere. Valencia, Spain: Clumsiest City In Europe.
Interestingly, this one fell into a grove of orange trees, whereas, I fell under a grove of orange trees. And over a curb. Funny how it all comes full circle.
Not a pigeon in sight!