Holiday Horrors

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Holiday Horrors

Have just been on the "holiday" from hell.Went (not)skiing with old friends of my other halfs.They have four 20 something sons who are all very sporty and a few do Triathlons.We stayed first in a no stars hotel, then we leapt from train to bus, and then we stayed in a Chalet where they give you the sheets to make up your bed.The chalet was also halfway up side of mountain.The road to it was unbelievably steep.I am not quite well yet and it hurt.
I went up in the ghastly telecabine once (I have terrible vertigo)drank a very large beer and came back down again.The evenings were spent playing lots of competative games.On the last morning one of the bright and very nice 20 somethings said he was catching up on his reading. It was various accounts of thrilling ascents of the North Face of the Eiger.I had one lively conversation all week but unfortunately it quickly deteriorated into a row.Note to self never talk politcs to her ever ever again.So huge nightmare all round tell us yours.

Never had a bad holiday. I had a neutral one in Tunisia about a decade ago. We went out of season and it was cold and nearly everything was closed! When you spend an evening at the hotel's bingo night and disco you know things are bad. jude

 

On a narrow boat, going round the Cheshire Ring canals, about thirty years ago, with one of my best friends from uni, my then partner and her then partner. It rained non stop, I mashed the mooring rope in the propellor, meaning we had to get someone out to fix it, I hated doing the locks, we saw a cow drowned in one lock, lots of dead, bloated cats in some subterranean part of Manchester, and we discovered how very small a narrow boat is when two couples are utterly sick of the sight of each other. My friend and I only really got back on track when both of the partners were history and we could happily bitch about both, and about the holiday, with no fear of offending each other.
We only ever had bad holidays when we followed everybody else to the sun and the beach. Now we go to deserted fishing villages in Fife and have a great time eating freshly caught and cooked lobster on harbour walls. Even our teenage kids love it, without any coercion. Pittenweem rules!

 

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