Cherbourg, hands down
Alt: Not trip-trapping over that bridge, thank you very much.
AltAlt: It's not. Not really.
AltAltAlt: Well maybe if you acted a bit more like a grown up, we'd treat you like one.
( Two Hats 🎩🎩, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:19, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

Calais's a bit of a pit, too.
Not quite as bad as Dover, mind.
( Kroney, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:22, Reply)

I've only passed through Dover, it wouldn't be fair to comment
Mrs Hats lived in Cherbourg for a year, so I went to stay with her a few times. Most depressing seaside town I've ever seen.
Thankfully we went on day trips from time to time. Bayeux was beautiful, and Caen was quite nice.
( Two Hats 🎩🎩, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:23, Reply)

My school French exchange trip was to Caen.
This nugget of information should almost complete the 'teenage years' section of your tangledupinfactbook.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:27, Reply)

Mine was to Le Touquet.
The guys I was sharing a room with put a Henry vacuum cleaner in my bed. The rumour that I fucked hoovers went round school more quickly than they dared to hope.
( Kroney, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:29, Reply)

I had been meaning to ask you about that.
So there is some truth in the rumour, eh?
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:32, Reply)

Just another snippet to add to your Kroney Kollectibles album.

( Kroney, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:37, Reply)

Mine was to Paris
where one of my friends was propositioned by a toothless Parisian hooker
(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:52, Reply)

This is becoming quite the scrapbook, I tell you

( Two Hats 🎩🎩, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:47, Reply)

You weren't so bloody unhappy to see it in 1940

(localboy purveyor of pisspoor puns, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:24, Reply)

If we're talking grim port towns, I present to you Holyhead.

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 12 Jul 2013, 10:26, Reply)