That feeling of nostalgia

I have had this nagging feeling in the back of my head for a while. The need to scan my photos in from my last trip to Guadalajara–my dad’s home city. So I finally did this last weekend. I uploaded them and as I went through the scans and cleaned up little bits here and there, so many of the memories we created that trip came to life once more. On that trip, kaptainsnot, my youngest sister Xaviera, and purple_equator came with me (it was my college graduation gift from my parents to send me there). We had quite a few adventures and situations that really tried our patience (I believe it was a two week trip?).

But one of the moments that really stand out is the one below.

Guadalajara, Jal
Originally uploaded by magicalobizuth
Storytime, boys and girls. Once upon a time, my dad’s youngest brother and
his wife invited us into their home. They didn’t have much, but lived in better circumstances than most of the family. They even had a washing machine in their kitchen! There was no plumbing for the machine there, but they made do with a garden hose to fill it up from the outside.

One day, we decided to stay in late and do some laundry. Ev was in charge of loading the laundry that time so she placed the hose in the washer and turned it on.

Then she forgot.

At some point, I walked out of the room we were staying in and found that we were in the process of flooding their apartment! Rage and laughter (but first rage) ensued and I took this photo for posterity. Thank god for their hard linoleum floors (with concrete underneath!). Had it been carpet we would have been in serious trouble.

You can find the whole set here, although I am still going to have to go through it later this week to fill in the captions from my album.

What are some of your favorite memories? Ones that make you literally laugh out loud when you think about them?

10 Responses to "That feeling of nostalgia"

mollytype says:

October 9, 2008 at 11:29 pm

Like you, my favorite memories started out as less than funny. But it’s those “doh!” moments that seem to linger….
The first year Ben and I were together, we were so broke that my ATM rejected my attempt to purchase a crappy $10 Safeway Christmas tree. We went home and I was humiliated and devastated, and bawled my eyes out. Ben fixed me some tea, and I took everything off the coat tree and hung my lights decorations on it. Our roomates came home and helped, and we all had a great time. That is by far my favorite memory of my roomates and Christmas.

My family still laughs their asses off when we remember the time we went to Lake Tahoe, leaving my then 7 year old sister’s suitcase in the driveway. The girl lived in a tube top and track shorts for a week. pathetic at the time, hysterical now.
1. mollytype says:
  
  October 9, 2008 at 11:31 pm
  
  And I love the pic of your sister (?) sitting in the big ear chair.
  1. anitza says:
    
    October 9, 2008 at 11:33 pm
    
    hahaha! I had her sit in it because she is the one with the big ears in the family. I don’t think she understood that that is why I sat her there at the time.
2. anitza says:
  
  October 9, 2008 at 11:32 pm
  
  Oh man, that’s awesome.
  
  The first one reminds me of when we lived on campus. I never let the hall go without a Christmas tree. One year I cut it out of butcher paper and had people tape their decorations on the tree. Another year I made it in the corner of the lounge out of toilet paper and xmas lights! How devastating that must have been though. Glad it turned into such a wonderful memory.
  
  As for your little sister’s suitcase… that is freakin’ hilarious!
mauvaise_etoile says:

October 9, 2008 at 11:36 pm

OMG that is hysterical! I’m sure it was more hysterical after the fact. 😀

A memory that never fails to make me laugh comes from when I was studying in France. During one of our (enumerable) holidays, I went to Munich, Germany with two girls I had befriended over there (both American). In our hostel in Munich, we shared a room with two Australian sisters who were awesome and so we spent the rest of our trip together.

To make a very long story (somewhat) short, me and another girl ended up our second night by ourselves and back in our room before the others. We had happened to see an abandoned and dilapidated bike left on a sidewalk on our way back. The two Australians returned a bit later (without our other friend) very, very drunk. They had left her in a bar because she insisted on staying – this is a girl who NEVER drank to drunkenness nor “let her hair down”, so to speak.

So, we decided it would be hilarity to go get the bike and put it in her bed. Mind you it was about 1am, we were in our pajamas, and the hostel had a 12am curfew. We snuck out, grabbed the bike, stealthily snuck it in and up a flight of stairs and into our room and her bed.

When she came back – OMG. Mind you the hostel *did* end up locking their doors, so she didn’t end up getting in until about 6am completely shitfaced…the look on her face and the babble coming out of her mouth makes me fall down laughing still now, 8 1/2 years later.
1. anitza says:
  
  October 9, 2008 at 11:38 pm
  
  LMAO, do you remember any of it? I feel like you jipped me from the best part of the story! LOL!! Was she in disbelief that a bike was in her bed?
conspiratorsb says:

October 10, 2008 at 3:41 am

completely random link that will only make sense after you read the email I recently sent you 🙂
1. anitza says:
  
  October 10, 2008 at 5:47 pm
  
  LOL! Thanks! *hugs*
purple_equator says:

October 10, 2008 at 5:29 am

These were soooo much fun to look through. It really does bring back memories of things that had slipped my mind. What I really love is that almost all the pictures of me needed added explanations. What does that say about my behavior?–and while in another country no less! It’s kind of amazing that anyone is still willing to be seen in public with me.

My favorite part of the flood fiasco was Ev’s response to your response to the whole thing. Even when we got home and were telling your parents she just kept saying that it wasn’t fair that when she laughed you were furious with her and then when I came out and laughed you just broke down laughing too. And boy was I glad that you did because I was really afraid that I was going to incur your wrath too–if I could have kept a straight face I would have!

Remember when we got lock INSIDE the apartment? Did we actually end up having to call a locksmith? I can’t remember if we actually did, or just thought we were going to have to.
1. anitza says:
  
  October 10, 2008 at 5:50 pm
  
  LOL, I hadn’t noticed that. Although, to be fair, a lot of them I simply haven’t gotten to yet.
  
  Yeah, about that fiasco, I had one split second to decide how I was going to react to this, and being mad at everyone did not seem to be the best way to go about it. I think that at this point you were so stressed out already that had I gotten mad at you too, you would have left on the next plane home. But Ev was really mad about that. lol
  
  And YES! I still can’t remember how we got locked INSIDE the apartment, just remember that we did. Didn’t we look through their phone book for locksmiths for a while? I can’t remember the end of the story. lol

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