It was a great holiday but...
#1...the Irish fella next door seemed a little strange. At 2PM he'd topped of a bottle of whiskey while sitting chatting on the patio. His family sat around him.

That night he started yelling at the daughter for coming home late and before long had given his wife a couple of smacks.

We phoned down to the reception and called the police who tried to break into our room to find out what was going on.

#2...I lost my passport on the first day and had to be careful with my money for the rest of the week.

#3...the car started to veer off the coastal road on the Great Ocean Road and left me needing new underwear.

#4...they forgot to put my luggage back on the plane at Dubai and I had nothing to wear when I got home but the shorts and t-shirt I was in... In January.

#5...we flew home in a lighting storm and had to make two attempts at landing. Trying to convince my mum that it was only the light at the end of the wing wasn't easy when it really was lighting flashing.

#6...I drank so much I was throwing up black at 2pm the following afternoon

(only 4 and 5 were the same holiday... I always have fun)
( beefandcheese, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 16:29, Reply)