If you ask a stupid question ...
I love our tourists. It's nice to see them strolling along Front Street — even if they are not purchasing anything.It's great to see them outside looking at the menus and deciding whether they will eat on-board their ship after looking at our outrageous prices.It's wonderful to see them dressed in their shorts and vest and with their red lobster burnt skin and smelling of coconut suntan oil. Like the advertisement says, “Bermuda, so much more”.I hate to say it, but some of them are some kind of dumb! Don't get me wrong, love having them here but sometimes I gotta wonder.Just last week I was at a pedestrian crossing on Front Street waiting to cross, when I overhead one of our visitors talking to her husband saying: “Ya know what dear, I'm gonna get a glass container and take back some of that seawater to show Ethel just how blue the water is here. She just ain't gonna believe how many shades of blue they have out here.”Well, Esther still ain't gonna believe ya honey! She may give you a look of disbelief, but that's it!The other one I thought was a gem, was when I was on one of my trips over to Dockyard. While I was browsing the shops, I looked on in amazement to see a tourist actually taking out his wallet to purchase a knick knack or two.However, when our visitor received his change he was quick to insist that he would like to get his change in 'greenbacks' 'cause … now get this, they were sailing to Hamilton that afternoon and he knew that Hamilton accepted American currency. Good on ya mate!Now I know it can be a little overwhelming and intimidating when travelling these days, but there really should be able to pass some sort of IQ test before travellers leave their shores.I was once asked “Does the ocean surround the whole Island?” Or, and I loved this one, “Can I dive under the Island?!”.I did once think that it was a mental thing, the brain not firing on all cylinders type of scenario. You know you ask stupid questions 'cause your on holiday. No! Hold on, it is possible.So I figured out the only real way to prove my theory was to find out if I asked dim-witted questions when I was on holiday and what better way to try out my theory than on a cruise ship.That way I'm surrounded by travellers and I would be in the same boat as them (no pun intended).Well, the results of my experiment revealed that some of the dopiest people travel on cruise ships.No question about it! Like one question asked was “Do you have cable TV on-board?” Well, yes Ma'am, we wind it out when we leave port and wind it back in when heading home.Or “How far above sea level are we?” Well how tall you are you? “Can we see the equator from the deck?” Wait, you didn't see it? That was that floating line on top of the water we just passed.“Are all the Caribbean islands the same size”? Well yes, they are all cut out of the same mould — and by the way, Bermuda is not part of the Caribbean.“Does the crew sleep on board?” Of course not! We would never allow that — at night we throw them overboard and they have do their best to keep up, and another favourite of mine was “What happens to the ice sculptures after they melt?”Well, I won't even dignify that with an answer. But still, ya gotta love 'em!