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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About 13 or 14 and dragged kicking and screamingon an exchange trip to Paris, turned out alright in the end, the lad I swapped with was pretty ok and his family were fine too. One day we went on a touristy trip around Paris and went inside the Arc De Triomphe (yes you can go inside it!) anyway a mate pulls me to one side to show me a display when what suddenly happens? My sister grabs my arm, for a few uncomprehending seconds my brain tries and fails to understand how she can be here, hundreds of miles from home, turns out my folks had decided to 'try Eurostar' for the weekend, cue me rather red faced, especially when my mum gave me a massive kiss in front of my class...
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hypnochimp, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 11:16,
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