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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Ibiza (back in the day)used to be my family's favourite holiday destination. This was all before I was born, so maybe 25 years ago?
One night my mum, dad, gran and great-gran had gone for dinner in a restaurant, and my mum and gran decided to cut the evening short.
When they got back to villa they couldn't get in, could hear people banging about inside the villa, so put two and two together and realized they were being robbed.
Fortunately my gran was one of those people who has unfortunate bladder weaknesses. She decided she couldn't wait until the bastard thiefs took what they wanted and pissed off, so she just pissed on the lawn.
Apparently it was the monumental volume of her piss that led the burglars to escape out of the back window. Perhaps they thought it was the police and their animal back up? Who knows.
Still, all they took was my great-gran's entire home made holiday wardrobe, so she had to spend the rest of the holiday wearing the only outfit she had left.
(, Fri 22 Apr 2005, 12:51, Reply)
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