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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My mom's trip to ItalyLast year my mom and her friends took a lovely trip to Italy that was scarily interrupted toward the end when one of them got very ill in Venice.
Nobody in my mom's group had been to Italy before or spoke Italian, so it was an unnerving experience that night trying to get their sick friend onto a water taxi(!) and to a spooky, ancient-looking hospital that was apparently empty and "closed" for the night.
The friend's sister stayed with her at the hospital the whole time, and they both had to cut their vacation short to return home to the states, where fortunately she recovered.
As for my mom and the rest of her friends, the remainder of the trip went smoothly (worries and sore feet aside).
(, Sat 23 Apr 2005, 3:23, Reply)
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