Moji

Tired and sore from a long day afield with the dogs, I stumbled coming up the back steps.  I was not hurt but it did remind me of a day we were site seeing in Moji Japan.  We had been selected to represent the US as the first ever warship to enter that port.  My friends and I had been walking through the Moji Mall, which is a glass covered street with all the markets below (wonder where we got that idea) and decided to eat.  Our restaurant was just ahead, but I was busy taking pictures with my new Canon to notice they were gone.  I turned just in time to see them go through the restaurant door, so off I ran.  Out of wind when I entered, I saw a flight of stairs to the restaurant door so up I ran.  2 young ladies were halfway up the stairs and just before I reached them I tripped and fell flat on my face.  What to do? being me, I curved one hand into a claw and held it by my chest and as I rose I uttered, ahr, ahr.  The ladies turned and flew down the stairs and the last I saw them they were still screaming, as they were running down the street.  Lessen learned, don't pull pranks in strange lands.