Listening to the Radio

Before we were allowed off the bus to visit the Cliffs of Moher, our guide threw down some ground rules. Of these ground rules, the most important was: return to the bus by a certain time; if you are 5 minutes late you have to sing, 7 minutes late you have to sing and dance, and if you're later than seven minutes you get to sing and dance where the bus used to be (he was a funny guy).

*insert the wandering of the Cliffs and the blatant consumerism in the shopping area*

*back to the bus*

Now cue Arnold, an Hawaiian-bred, stocky boy from Georgia. Arnold wasn't that great with the whole time thing, and ended up joining us on the bus five minutes too late. He walked up the bus stairs looking a bit sheepish. Everyone started howling for him to sing immediately. We fell silent and stared at him, waiting, a few kids had their cameras poised for a hilarious video.

Next thing we know, he's begun the chorus to "Apologize" in a pretty decent falsetto (it's too late to apologize, it's too late, etc). He goes on for about 2 minutes worth of the song, all the while the rest of the bus is clapping and laughing and staring at each other in amazement and hilarity. Arnold takes his seat, grinning, and high-fiving his friends. And the rest of us now have something to talk about for the first 10 minutes of our 3 hour bus ride.

For this reason, I absolutely cannot hear "Apologize" without thinking of Arnold or that moment.