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.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
... 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.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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I was passed out in my room in a town called Olomouc after a heavy drinking session lasting most of the day.
8 at night I came round and decided that somewhere warmer would be a nice alternative, off I toddled to the station and got on the first train heading South.
11 I had a serious hangover forming and the impending dread that I had no idea where the train I was on was going,
12 I got kicked off the train in what can only be described as an industrial estate which luckily had a late night bowling alley
12-3.30 To combat the hangover I got drunk again at the bowling alley.
3.30-6.30 Sat on a railway platform with my hangover returning, scared shitless that if I went to sleep I'd get robbed, this was a good decision as the guy at the other end of the platform got robbed in his sleep, I watched the whole thing.
6.30 My train turned up, I spent the next 24 hours getting to Southern Croatia which I thought was crap so went back up North again a day later.
Alcohol will make you do the craziest things
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 15:42, Reply)
I was passed out in my room in a town called Olomouc after a heavy drinking session lasting most of the day.
8 at night I came round and decided that somewhere warmer would be a nice alternative, off I toddled to the station and got on the first train heading South.
11 I had a serious hangover forming and the impending dread that I had no idea where the train I was on was going,
12 I got kicked off the train in what can only be described as an industrial estate which luckily had a late night bowling alley
12-3.30 To combat the hangover I got drunk again at the bowling alley.
3.30-6.30 Sat on a railway platform with my hangover returning, scared shitless that if I went to sleep I'd get robbed, this was a good decision as the guy at the other end of the platform got robbed in his sleep, I watched the whole thing.
6.30 My train turned up, I spent the next 24 hours getting to Southern Croatia which I thought was crap so went back up North again a day later.
Alcohol will make you do the craziest things
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 15:42, Reply)
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