Torquay's Finest...
On a geology field trip to Devon & Cornwall during my 2nd year of college, we stayed at some grotty hotel near the town centre.

There was a 50/50 split of boys and girls, and we were given 3 rooms between us. I ended up down in the basement next to the indoor swimming pool with some of the other girls.

Now we don't think anyone had stayed in our room for months. There was wallpaper hanging off the walls in the bedroom, the ceiling above the shower was covered in mould and all you could smell was sweaty feet and chlorine. We were all on half board as well, and the food resembled the reheated contents of a baby's nappy.

To top it all off, one night after a trip to the offy, 4 of us are returning with the lecturer's Guinness and a mountain of booze when we get accosted by the 'entertainment'. A fat bloke in his 50s who couldn't sing or play the piano he was sat at, trying to do his best impression of Elvis. Right in the middle of the lobby. The OAPs gathered round thought he was the best thing since sliced bread and were even doing some form of shuffling that at their age must have counted as dancing.

I can't remember the name of it now - all I can remember was the close proximity to a Threshers & there was about a 5 minute walk into the centre past a supposed night club and a McDonalds.
(Prawn, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 14:08, 4 replies)

Which town
was it in?
( Peej, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 14:32, closed)

Peej
I'm going to take a wild stab at Torquay. Whatever gave me that idea, I wonder?
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 15:21, closed)

Fatty
Owls?
(Sloppy Giuseppe, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 16:04, closed)

Ok I need
to learn to read.

But Torquay is pretty far from the Devon Cornwall border, was this actually a trip to Devon and Cornwall or just a trip to Devon?
( Peej, Tue 22 Jan 2008, 15:02, closed)