This story is about how sometimes you just have one of those days...
After I had been on Maui a few days, I met some friends and we decided to rent a car for the day to do some sightseeing. Being the frugal travellers we were, we called around and decided to go with the cheapest place we found.
When we arrived, the car looked run down and shabby-but hey, it was cheap! We hopped in and headed on our way.
Five minutes into the ride, the side mirror on the car flew off. We pulled over to the side of the road and the driver of the car got out to rescue it. Right when he was nearing the section of the road where it was laying, a semi trailer truck drove over it, crushing it to pieces.
Refusing to let this spoil our day, we carried on and headed to the small community of Paia for some lunch. We pulled in and everyone got out...except for me.
"Guys...my seatbelt is stuck."
"Quit joking around, let's go!"
"No-I don't think you understand-MY SEATBELT IS STUCK!"
Yes, I was stuck in the backseat, held in by my seatbelt. After my friends had wiped the tears of laughter off their faces, they tried to wiggle the buckle to release me. Ten minutes later, it finally gave and I was free!
I was so happy to be out and we all slammed our doors, ready for lunch. But...where were the keys? Yes, we had locked them in the cursed rental car. This time, some locals that were sitting outside at a cafe came to our rescue. For some unknown reason, they had a coat hanger handy and easily flipped up the lock on our quality vehicle.
We spent the day in the sunshine on beautiful Maui. Later, we pulled into the car lot to return the car-side mirror in hand. I was in the backseat again and as everyone climbed out...
"Guys...my seatbelt is stuck."