It was a great holiday, but...... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
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rob, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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Not my holidayIt was before my time but here goes
Before I was born almost 27 years ago and my mother the poor thing spent her honeymoon heavily pregnant in rome with my dad and two friends. One of their friends, Sue was a RE teacher (uck - long story for another board)and was looking forward to a a visit to the Vatican.
Well on the day they decide to visit while my mom is soaking her feet in a fountain Sue comes running over with a italian paper sayin the Pope has died - he only reigned literally weeks my mom says. So that was her worse holiday for both my mom and her friend as she didn't get to go to the Vatican.
My mom blames me - well i'm off to Italy in a couple of weeks - lets see how long the next one lasts ;o)
Also my mom's holiday was almost ruined when my dad got drunk at the airport on her last day of flying.
Would have been great to have been born in italy. nevermind
apologises for length and possible lack of point.
(, Sat 23 Apr 2005, 16:26, Reply)
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