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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Notice how family always cause the problems?Two things come to mind when I think of holidays.
The first being in the french countryside a couple of years ago. My cousin and myself decided that we were going to go out in the middle of the night. We broke into this old house that no one lived in. My cousin got freaked out when she thought she heard voices and the door creaked so we legged it and hid in the woods. It was then we realised she'd took the wrong keys and so we ended up sleeping in my dad's van for the night. Oh the comfort and warmth of a van.
The second was coming back from Cornwall last year when my sister decided she was going to pee her way home to London. It's really no exaggeration when I say that she ended up peeing on the motorway in every frickin county.
(, Sat 23 Apr 2005, 17:30, Reply)
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