Brazil
Another Fam Trip story. I'd been charged by work with taking 10 travel agents out to Brazil for 6 days. Piece of pish, i think. I hadn't bargained on the staggering ineptness of Portugal's national airline, TAP. Travelling via Lisbon (so four flights in total, two there, two back) they somehow managed to incorporate 12 hours-worth of delays into the flights. The worst of which was 8 hours from Salvador to Lisbon. This meant having to stay in a hotel in Salvador for the night. If you've ever seen City Of God you've seen Salvador. Shit Hole. By this point my patience is being worn thin by the 8-strong female contingent of my group (foxy as hell but thick as fuck and prone to exaggerated outbursts of every emotion - cunts). They're all wailing about being late home for some reason. Admittedly, a lot of them had missed their connecting flights in the UK (which they hadn't insured, haha). After my fretful night in the hotel and an upgraded flight back to the UK (which mollified me slightly), I left the moaning cunts at Heathrow airport to sort out their own journeys home. Of course, i was meant to stay with them until everyone was sorted. This is probably the reason work have never sent me on another trip. Give a fuck.
( Fray Brentos *mega-belms*, Sat 4 Mar 2006, 14:40, Reply)