Brits Abroad
Union jack shorts, bulldog t-shirts, bars named after soap operas, hen parties in Malaga. Tell us about your encounters with the worst (or best) of our fair country's travelers around the world. Alternatively, tell us about your own doomed quest to find a decent cup of tea in Moscow.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2014, 13:01)
Union jack shorts, bulldog t-shirts, bars named after soap operas, hen parties in Malaga. Tell us about your encounters with the worst (or best) of our fair country's travelers around the world. Alternatively, tell us about your own doomed quest to find a decent cup of tea in Moscow.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2014, 13:01)
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there's been a few
one being the family who wrote down their order every time they went to the bar. not to make sure they got their order right, but to add up the prices and ensure they'd drunk the equivalent of what they'd paid for the holiday. i never once saw the dad outside the bar, not even at mealtimes.
worse, though, was the group of 5 women(i won't say girls, they were a bit old for that)who'd decided to bring hardly any cash with them. they reasoned that, if they hit on pissed-up blokes in a different bar each night, they'd get all their booze bought for them. it seemed to work, but i dread to think of what they might have caught.
on the whole, i've had some great times and met some lovely people, who seem to understand that they're not in england any more.
but then, it only takes one arsehole to ruin it for everyone. i might tell you about him later.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2014, 15:02, 5 replies)
one being the family who wrote down their order every time they went to the bar. not to make sure they got their order right, but to add up the prices and ensure they'd drunk the equivalent of what they'd paid for the holiday. i never once saw the dad outside the bar, not even at mealtimes.
worse, though, was the group of 5 women(i won't say girls, they were a bit old for that)who'd decided to bring hardly any cash with them. they reasoned that, if they hit on pissed-up blokes in a different bar each night, they'd get all their booze bought for them. it seemed to work, but i dread to think of what they might have caught.
on the whole, i've had some great times and met some lovely people, who seem to understand that they're not in england any more.
but then, it only takes one arsehole to ruin it for everyone. i might tell you about him later.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2014, 15:02, 5 replies)
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