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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Bilbao last yearBest mate and I go on a bit of an off-the-beaten-track pub crawl. Found a nice little pub for a couple, slowly dawns on me that I'm the only bloke in there surrounded by short-haired, stocky girls. I'm pretty certain we'd stumbled by accident to the local Lesbian Bar (mate was happy though, she nearly pulled)
Although we did end up hugging every street thermometer on the way back to the hotel that night, because they obviously weren't talking to each other, so we had to do it for them.
(, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 10:33, Reply)
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