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... 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.

(, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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Vacations!
The most recent disaster was on a proposed trip to New Orleans. Our plans were thwarted when we got five minutes from our house. Bales of hay dropped off of a truck travelling in front of us, and when we tried to avoid them the SUV flipped four times. We'd been doing more than 120 kph at the time, but everyone lived. I did look like a spacker with a giant forehead for about a month though, because my seatbelt malfunctioned and I stopped my flight through the windshield with my head. I made small children cry when I went out in public, such fun.

Then, last summer I travelled to the Bahamas with my friend's family.
1. While flying to the tiny airstrip (it wasn't a very touristy area, her stepfather owned a house there), we got to listen on the radio to reports of an air taxi (tiny little plane that carries 3 or 4 passengers, ours wasn't much bigger at 6 passengers) that had run out of fuel flying into the same airstrip minutes before and crashed, killing everyone onboard.
2. The first day, my friend and I stayed in the sun the entire time and got sun poisoning, so we spent the next three unable to move because it felt like our skin was peeling off.
3. Then, as soon as we could move again, we decided it would be fun to float in the little cove by the house on inflateable rafts. The tide went out, and I was stranded on a bed of sea urchins until the tide came back in. It was..prickly.
4. The next day, I jumped into the water at the dock since I dropped something in, and nearly landed on a shark. I have never jumped that high in my life, and I probably never will again.
5. On the flight back, our flight was delayed for hours because of a storm over the airport we would be flying into, but finally they let us go. Bad idea. So, we flew into a thunderstorm in a tiny little puddlejumper. That was falling apart inside. The interior walls came off if you touched them. The flight down felt like being flushed down the world's largest toilet. Minus the wet, pissyness. To an extent. Her mom..freaked out.

On the upside, we managed to cheat her stepdad out of a lot of money at cards.

Insert over-used length joke here.
(, Wed 27 Apr 2005, 2:13, Reply)

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