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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On a school trip to ParisWhich was otherwise excellent as any trip to Paris (where you can drink from the age of about 4) when you were 16, would be. It even coincided with St Patrick's Day, class.
I was in my room in a slightly drunken befuddled state in the early hours of the morning, when I looked out of my window and saw smoke pouring out of a window on the other side of the courtyard. Being the all action kind of guy that I am, I quickly worked out which room I was looking at, recruited one of my friends, raced around to the appropriate room, and started banging on the door and shouting for them to wake up.
It was at this point that my friend looked out of the landing window and realised that the "smoke" was, in fact, just steam coming from a vent thingy. I didn't fancy sticking around to explain this to the occupant of the room who could be heard angrily approaching the door from the other side so we did what anyone would have done and ran away. We all got in trouble for annoying the other guests at the hotel and I couldn't admit the real reason because I was too ashamed.
Still am.
(, Wed 27 Apr 2005, 9:11, Reply)
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