Most days though, I'd rather deal with Outlaws than Inlaws.My inlaws came to visit us at March AFB CA from Izmir Turkey. He was retired USAF, she was a retired surgical nurse (a Turk). They flew Space-A USAF, and it would take them days to get half way around the planet, so my wife and her mother agreed they could stay a month. WHAT!!!!
Neither of them spoke much of the other's language (which I thought was not a bad deal) so they spent a lot of time misunderstanding each other and arguing, then my wife and her mother would fight. He was so glad to speak English with anybody, he'd talk my ear off day and night. This was all pretty funny at first, but the fun didn't last.
So after a week, I told the wife I wanted to get a room at the BOQ (bachelor officers quarters); just up the street, and I could visit from time to time. Eight bux a night would get me a new double bed, cable tv/vcr, lazy boy, wet bar, the iron and board for uniforms, and a really nice pool. This idea did not go over as well as I'd hoped. Next year, they only stayed two weeks.
We traveled overseas to visit a few years later. They had a nice car and both had licenses. But she was a terrible driver (picture a drivers ed student's 3d time in the car). He was developing cataracts in both eyes and was partially blind and could not read any signs. The roads, traffic and farm animals over there are a hundred times more dangerous than driving in the US. They wouldn't let either of us drive, so he drove and she read the signs and told him where to go in Turkish which he didn't understand. We prayed in the back seat.... and I kept my hand on the door handle (all the way across the South shore of the Black Sea over close to the USSR).
You cannot make this stuff up. LOL
Jess
