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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Not me but the parentsWent to Poland for the Speedway finals in the 1970s. Had a good trip, but the coach got broken into - they stole nothing but cans of Coke, cos apparently the country was so poor those were the only things they could sell on without looking suspicious.
Everything went well after that, until the tour guide decided that then would be a good time to have a radical political view change, and defected to the Commies right in the middle of the trip, leaving the party stranded without a translator and no way of getting home.
The coach stopped at a checkpoint and everyone got out. My Dad spots an outhouse over the way and decides he needs the loo. He starts to walk over the the grass to get to the toilets and hears 6 separate 'click' sounds. He turns around to see six burly guards aiming straight at him with their rifles. Then he spots someone in the far distance flapping their arms and screaming 'GET OFF THE GRASS! THEY'RE GOING TO SHOOT! FOR GOD'S SAKE GET OFF THE GRASS!' Apparently he'd broken some law by walking on the grass and it was perfectly reasonable to shoot him. As he's running off the grass he can see them following him with their rifles, ready to take him down. Needless to say, needing the toilet was all academic at this point.
Obviously they got home eventually, but they ain't ever going to Poland again.
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