My sister and I traveled the Isle of Man the spring after her high school
graduation. We had many, many adventures, but the trip culminated in a rescue
story: after a very, very long walking tour, we returned to our bed and
breakfast only to jam the wrong key in the lock and completely lock ourselves
out! Thankfully, another guest was staying at the B&B: a Tasmanian motocross
biker with an accent to die for and a penchant for black leather. He drove up,
removed his helmet, and seeing our predicament he told us he'd been a Boy Scout
and was, thus, always prepared. Grabbing some tools from the tool kit he kept on
his bike, he freed the stuck key, and gallantly ushered us into the B&B. What a
hero!
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