There are some things that will definitely happen to an individual in his/her lifetime and that is being embarrassed. It might be a very horrible experience but at the end of the day, you find it very funny and hard to forget.

In one way or the other, travellers must have experienced at least one embarrassing moment which makes their trip an unforgettable trip. One of such is Helen’s unforgettable trip to Rome. She shares her most embarrassing moment on the trip. (Promise that you won’t laugh. Lol!)

My most embarrassing experience happened late on the night of my second day wandering through Rome solo, I had taken the hop on and off tour buses for my commute through the city throughout my stay and spent most of this particular day exploring the Museums, Chapels, the Basilica, square and grottos in the Vatican….

I had also eaten a ton of Street food and snacks and had the pleasure of meeting the most wonderful American Flying Ambulance Paramedic couple spending their 25th wedding anniversary touring Italy with their Deaf (American accent lip reading) colleague and long time friend.

4 of us ended up spending 2 hours of the evening sharing two bottles of Merlot and some pizza at a restaurant outside the Vatican Gates and exchanging travel/life stories. This couple strongly encouraged me to definitely see as much of the world as I can and maintain my spirt of adventure, exploring other cultures, cuisine and architecture.

Anyway, we decided to take a long stroll from the Vatican to the Trevi Fountain before calling it a night. We got there and had the most amazing time admiring the amazing architecture of the fountain, throwing coins in for mine and their daughters love lives, taking photos, watching other tourists and stuffing our faces with chestnuts and gelatos. These were all great and I was having a fantastic time right.

The trio bid me farewell after about 1 hour at the fountain around 9.30pm as they had to catch the next train to their hotel. I stayed an extra few minutes putting my Viale Manzoni AirBnB flat address on google maps to stroll back home.

10-12 minutes into my walk home, the weirdest Poop pangs started…… My village people had traced me and almost gotten me!!! No hotels or Cafes in sight!!!! Most public places had already shut their doors (beginning of spring).

I almost died from the discomfort…. Beautiful braided black girl wearing leather head to toe, I had to appear unperturbed on the surface for the culture so I recomposed myself and held tightly to my purse and scarf and I now had to take measured steps so as not to further upset my large intestine and bowels….. I started praying to come upon a hotel at least.

Gosh!!!! It felt like forever, but 5 minutes later I saw the Hotel Apollo in the distance to my left. I somehow managed to sprint there. Walk in the door and embarrassingly explain my need to use the toilet RIGHT NOW!!!

At first the concierge wanted to shoo me away I just told him. “Sir if you refuse me access to the toilet now, here’s what will happen…because I’m so close to a bathroom, my brain will prompt my bowels to open up for relief in a few seconds and I’ll basically poop myself right here in your reception!!! And TRUST ME, we both don’t want that to happen”

Dude took another look at me and just pointed me in the right direction. I had barely pulled down my sexy leather pants and sat on the toilet before the… I’m sure your imagination can tell the rest of the story.

Moral of the story…… Always use the bathroom before leaving any restaurants or public places while on holiday!

You don’t know when your village people will strike! Lol!