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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.When I was about 8 and went to Gambia with my parents some woman tried to buy my hair at a restraunt and during the evening would keep comming over and stroking my hair. Scary when you're only 8, and she did put me off my food. Some man also tried to buy me.
(, Fri 22 Apr 2005, 13:54, Reply)
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