What would it be like if you were a travelling companion to Mr Bean? Just imagine all the hilarious scrapes you could get into! My friend had this experience of travelling from New Zealand to USA with someone who seemed to be a mix of the veritable Mr Bean and Bertram Wooster of Wodehouse fame. This Avatar was called Mr P and let me settle your doubts right now… the P is not the short form for Pea! Wondering who exactly this Mr P is? Well, he could be any one, even you…
When stacking his luggage in the overhead compartment of the aeroplane, Mr P showed immense anxiety trying to check his bags were safe and that no one had stolen them. Every now and then he would jump up from his seat and check his luggage. This got the stewardess pretty worried and suspicious. Especially as this was a flight to the USA! Things settled down only after Mr P suddenly fell asleep. The snoring then started which drowned all the noises in the plane!
Mr P was very absentminded too! At the Los Angeles International Airport, he followed my friend as she walked into the ladies’ restroom, used the ladies’ restroom and walked out surprising an elderly woman who was just entering through its doors. She was so shocked and almost turned around believing that she had made a mistake. When she looked up and saw the sign that said it was indeed the ladies’, she glared at him and said loudly, “Gosh! This is the ladies’ restroom!” That is when my friend walked out of the cabinet that she had been using and the elderly passenger looked at her suspiciously. My friend was very embarrassed and managed to walk away pretending that she did not know Mr P. But who should they see again when they reached their boarding gate and was waiting together for the boarding call? The same elderly passenger who sat opposite and kept on giving strange glaring looks at my friend!
No wonder Mr P was so worried about his luggage on the trip from New Zealand to Los Angeles. Losing bags and suitcases during travel was a regular habit of Mr P. There were many incidents when he had to take a taxi and chase a bus or train that had left with his luggage which was blissfully forgotten while exiting! One could forgive him for that. But walking off with somebody else’s bags by mistake is something else again! Poor Mr P suffered much embarrassment as a consequence!
At the airports, the baggage collection points looked as though a tornado had been through there after Mr P had collected all his bags. He used to chase bag after bag, that was not his, on the conveyor belt, tripping over trolleys and other passengers. Mr P got into so much trouble that he travelled with big bright yellow ribbons attached to the handles of his bags to help him identify his luggage easily. They were indeed an eyesore! Mr P had drummed it into his head that he would only collect bags with the yellow ribbons.
But even with all this careful tagging and ribboning up, he still managed to lose his luggage. Somehow his checked in bags lost the identifying ribbons. It could be that Mr P had only stuck those ribbon bows onto the suitcase handles with Blu-Tack. Or someone must have disliked them too much!
And Mr P came out of the airport with an empty trolley! Remember?.. He was not supposed to pick up the bags without the ribbons!
The sum of all this was that my friend said she would prefer Mr Bean as a travel companion to Mr P anytime!
For more adventures/misadventures of Mr P please visit: http://avatarofmrbean.blogspot.com/