Family HolidaysBack in the 80s when my Dad got made redundant (hello Dad!), he spent all the redundancy money on one of those big motor caravans.
Us kids loved it, apart from when my sister threw up on my sleeping bag, but looking back I'm not so sure my mum did. There was a certain tension every time the big van was even mentioned, let alone driven around France for weeks on end with her still having to cook and do all the washing.
What went wrong, what went right, and how did you survive the shame of having your family with you as a teenager?
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chthonic, Thu 2 Aug 2007, 14:33)
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Road trip! (kinda)Last year my dad decided we would drive to italy. We drove down to dover, through france and down the coast of italy to the south.
But whenever my dad saw an english number plate, he would beep and flash his lights.
Not cool.
Not to mention those idiots who stand at traffic lights and try and sell you crappy stuff or give you free cds and then charge you 40euros.
Apart from that, it was the best holiday ive ever had.
Editt!
I've just remembered the worst holiday ive had.
I was about 6 or 7 and we were in York i think.
One day we were out in a little town and my brothers and dad decided to go to the small computer shop.
This was before my parents divorced so me and my mother went for a walk along some canal. This black guy with a massive afro turns up and starts walking along next to us, chatting to my mum.
For some reason i cried throughout the whole walk.
Turns out he was the guy my mum was shagging on the side - he kept popping up wherever we went.
How i miss those days.
(, Fri 3 Aug 2007, 1:35, Reply)
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