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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Ibiza 88...I got German Measles just before going; the spots had disappeared to the naked eye but would vividly show up under the ultra violet lights in clubs. I certainly scared many a loved-up clubber that summer.
(, Tue 26 Apr 2005, 18:13, Reply)
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