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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...I nearly diedWe were backpacking in the middle of India and I got some form of stomach complaint. Having not eaten for a week, I then got extreme chest pains which were diagnosed as double pneumonia. A local doctor gave me intravenous antiobiotics for several days whilst my wife arranged flights back to Delhi and then home.
At the local airport, sitting on a bench waiting for a flight to Delhi, a soldier with a very large automatic rifle came over, grinned, tapped his rifle and said "This is my gun". I think he was being friendly and practising his English, but it scared the shit out of me.
Finally got home (after delays whilst the airline lost my reservation) and went to the local A&E. They weren't bothered about the fact that I'd had pneumonia for several days, or that they only recognised half of the drugs the doctor had given me, no, what they were concerned about was the fact that I'd flown all the way home from the middle of India WITH THE NEEDLE STILL IN MY ARM WHERE I'D BEEN HAVING INJECTIONS.
How I got through the metal detectors, I have no idea. How I would have explained it if I'd been stopped, I have even less idea.
(, Fri 22 Apr 2005, 16:19, Reply)
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