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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Easter 1975Jolly holiday in Tywyn proposed by parents. Me and my sister are a bit young to understand, but excited all the same.
Dad drives us all day to Welsh coast, we arrive in seaside hotel. Me and my sister complain of itching.
Chicken Pox diagnosed.
Dad drives us all day back home again. I can't remember if we actually stayed a whole night there or not.
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chthonic, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 12:38,
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