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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It was a great holiday, but
mother came down with some severe food poisoning in the middle of the night, in the B&B they were staying at. Father (of the blocked sewage system story posted earlier) is panic stricken and runs down to reception. Only being 2 in the morning there's no one there.
There is, however, a helpful little note propped up saying 'Please ring bell on first floor for attention'. Going out of his mind with panic at this stage, father notices a rather large hand bell sitting on the reception desk - the type people give a little jangle to when they arrive and need to check in.
Proud of his deduction, father takes said bell up to the first floor and proceeds to run back and forth in his pyjamas ringing it at full blast shouting 'Help!' at the top of his voice. It was only when he came to the end of the corridor to find a small doorbell by an unmarked door that read 'Please press for out of hours attention' that he realised his mistake. That, and all the confused guests by now leaning cautiously out of their doors to find out what this mad man was doing.
Mother was so ill we did indeed depart the next day, but the gravity of the situation is lost every time we think of the bell.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 17:44, Reply)
mother came down with some severe food poisoning in the middle of the night, in the B&B they were staying at. Father (of the blocked sewage system story posted earlier) is panic stricken and runs down to reception. Only being 2 in the morning there's no one there.
There is, however, a helpful little note propped up saying 'Please ring bell on first floor for attention'. Going out of his mind with panic at this stage, father notices a rather large hand bell sitting on the reception desk - the type people give a little jangle to when they arrive and need to check in.
Proud of his deduction, father takes said bell up to the first floor and proceeds to run back and forth in his pyjamas ringing it at full blast shouting 'Help!' at the top of his voice. It was only when he came to the end of the corridor to find a small doorbell by an unmarked door that read 'Please press for out of hours attention' that he realised his mistake. That, and all the confused guests by now leaning cautiously out of their doors to find out what this mad man was doing.
Mother was so ill we did indeed depart the next day, but the gravity of the situation is lost every time we think of the bell.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 17:44, Reply)
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