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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Art trip to BerlinAfter 4 shite days of solid working, the teachers decide to take us out clubbing on the last night. So we go to a few pubs first where everyone gets pretty belted and then move on to some 80s night at a club. So I'm dancing like a twat whilst drinking way over my limit when suddenly without warning I throw up right in the middle of the dancefloor. I then fall over laughing hysterically and find a small hole under the stage which I climb under. Wake up at 5:00 in the morning in an almost deserted club under a stage in Berlin. Took me 2 hours to find my way back to the hotel (which was 5 minutes round the corner) wearing a sweaty Tshirt in the fucking cold looking like a right crack head. Shite, but quite interesting never the less.
(, Fri 22 Apr 2005, 12:54, Reply)
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