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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UmWe had to take seperate taxis back to our hotel after going to one of those timeshare promotion things. It was really good; we got free lunch and a load of time on their private beach.
But the taxi drivers started racing each other back, leaning out of the window and yelling swear words at each other. I swear we nearly went off a cliff on plural occassions.
They're all mental.
(, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 10:23, Reply)
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