After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, (and he doesn't travel light), the driver notices that the Pope is still standing on the curb. "Excuse me, Your Holiness," says the driver, "Would you please take your seat so we can leave?" "Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "they never let me drive at the Vatican when I was a cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today." "I'm sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! And what if something should happen?" protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work that morning. "Who's going to tell? Besides, there might be something extra in it for you," says the Pope with a smile. Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 105 mph. (Remember, he's German.) "Please slow down, Your Holiness!" pleads the worried driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens. "Oh, dear God, I'm gonna lose my license -- and my job!" moans the driver. The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches, but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio. "I need to talk to the Chief," he says to the dispatcher. The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going a hundred and five. "So bust him," says the Chief. "I don't think we want to do that, he's really important," said the cop. The Chief exclaimed," All the more reason!" "No, I mean really important," said the cop with a bit of persistence. The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?" Cop: "Bigger." Chief: " The Governor?" Cop: "Bigger." Chief: "The President?" Cop: "Bigger." "Well," said the Chief, "Who is it?" Cop: "I think it's God!" The Chief is even more puzzled and curious, "What makes you think it's God?" Cop: "He's got the Pope as his chauffeur."
On that note, here’s a little history lesson on that holiday. The sinking of the RMS Titanic occurred on the night of 14 April through to the morning of 15 April 1912 in the North Atlantic Ocean, four days into the ship's maiden voyage from Southampton to New York City. The ships cargo contained the once yearly shipment of mayonnaise ordered by the Mexican Government to supply their restaurant industry with the locally popular condiment. News of the sinking and resultant loss of their order of mayonnaise finally reached the Mexican government on 5 May 1912. The Mexican government decided that that day was to be remembered as a day of mourning and so recognized May 5 as the historical day of “Sinko De Mayo”.
Absolutely bogus. Two years pror to that on May 5th, a 50,000 gallon tanker truck left Hopkinsville bound to Louisville with a full load of Hellmans. Just after turning left onto Old '88, the driver encountered heavy, fog and missed a curve at Heiskell's barn. The whole load went down an embankment and overturned. People came for days with washtubs and buckets to get all the Hellmans they could salvage. They all came together as a community, brought barbeque and had a grand time. They had SUCH a good time they decided to keep coming back yearly and celebrate...at the Sinkhole of Mayo. My uncle is the Mr. Heiskell mentioned. Part of the tanker was turned into a corn bin...still on the property today.
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RE: Anyplace in Europe - A-Z
Interlaken,Bernese Oberland,Switzerland.