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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holiday horrorInter-railing mid-80's (Not sure when but I do remember watching Andrew & Fergies wedding at a shop front tv display in Paris.)
Me and my 2 mates had our money and passports stolen whilst on an over night train from the south of france. Someone muscled their way into our compartment to get the spare seat in the early morning, but had mysteriously disappeared, along with the valuables, when we woke up coming into Paris. Me being the "big man" thought I would recognise him and confidently said to friends that I would "waste" said "thieving french bastard".
Needless to say we bumped into him and he looked like some sort of deranged, serial subway killer. Thousand yard stare, ill fitting dirty clothes, hair styled by tramps, hands like leather clad potting sheds, you know the type.
"Go on Brett, hit him!" egged on my now laughing friends.
"lets just get the police......"
edit- could this be my 1st time on page 1? wow!
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Fire & Forget it's the only way to be sure, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 11:01,
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