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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Trauma in TunisiaIt probably wasn't a good idea for my mother to take my sister, then about 28, me, 12, and my niece 8 to Tunsia for a week with no men. Yes we got hastled, my mum got many offers for all three of us, hard cash not camels, and on one or two occations in the Bazzare, they didn't even barter, they just tried to steal me and my small neice.
However I did have the roughest holiday, and this was apart from the kidnapping attemps:
1. I got stuck in a lift for 2 mins (enough times) with a Tunisian male cleaner who had a fair good grope in that time.
2. Mother took me horse riding, horse threw me off and kicked me in the back.
3. After deciding to stay in the 'family room' I saw a fellow british child fall threw a plate glass window. I promptly passed out at the sight.
4. The diet of cous cous and stewed pumpkins, and various 'meat' didn't do much for my guts either and landed me in A&E.
By the end of it I think my mum wished she had sold me into white slavery to the highest bidder.
(, Mon 25 Apr 2005, 0:18, Reply)
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