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» Family Holidays
Just remembered some school ones
During year 6 in 2004-2005 we went on two long trips, one to France and one to Kinswood, an adventure type place. The Kingswood one was about three days long not counting the bus ride back where apparently one of the boys was caught wanking and another, now at my secondary school streaked (I would remind him of this but he's a psyco) and during archery one of the arrows somehow managed to hit the instructor, I'm not sure if they still let that school visit. The French one was rather dull, the food was schmit and I discovered Calais smells of fish and poo and we almost fell off the rollercoaster at a themepark named "Baggatelle" it didn't help that those left behind got to go to Cadbury's world
(Tue 7th Aug 2007, 20:19, More)
Just remembered some school ones
During year 6 in 2004-2005 we went on two long trips, one to France and one to Kinswood, an adventure type place. The Kingswood one was about three days long not counting the bus ride back where apparently one of the boys was caught wanking and another, now at my secondary school streaked (I would remind him of this but he's a psyco) and during archery one of the arrows somehow managed to hit the instructor, I'm not sure if they still let that school visit. The French one was rather dull, the food was schmit and I discovered Calais smells of fish and poo and we almost fell off the rollercoaster at a themepark named "Baggatelle" it didn't help that those left behind got to go to Cadbury's world
(Tue 7th Aug 2007, 20:19, More)
» Family Holidays
N00b female teen that's been on far too many dull hols
Every year its pretty much a tradition for my family to go to Ireland and Cornwall in the summer, Ireland for my Mum and Cornwall for my Dad. When we go to Cornwall its always jolly good fun even if I spend most of the afternoon watching TV in a cottage in the same village. Ireland is another matter entirely as me, my Mum, my little brother and my dog stay in the tiny cottage we iherited from my Gran on the Northern Irish west coast not dissimilar to the caravan on Father Ted where there is nothing to do and it always rains, last August we were there for three whole weeks of me going borderline insane although when we went in February of this year we caught two heffers (in the bovine sense) humping...charming.
In May/June this year my entire English half of the family went to Tunisia where I bought a bong and was chatted up by a local bloke before blowing 45 dinar on some henna tattoos and embarrassing myself at karaoke performing "I don't like Mondays". I've been on many other foreign holidays to Australia, New Zealand, Singapore, LA, Hong Kong etc. but I also remember going to Malta in 2005 because it was so boring.
Finally I've been camping twice in 2002 and 2003 both with the English half of my family in 2002 my smelly not-yet-toilet-trained three year old brother was violently ill, we later found out he had travel sickness. In 2003 we went to a Haven in Weymouth or somewhere and my Dad discovered I'm a dab hand at arcade games where I made him a small fortune in 2Ps. I never saw a penny, bastard
(Tue 7th Aug 2007, 17:49, More)
N00b female teen that's been on far too many dull hols
Every year its pretty much a tradition for my family to go to Ireland and Cornwall in the summer, Ireland for my Mum and Cornwall for my Dad. When we go to Cornwall its always jolly good fun even if I spend most of the afternoon watching TV in a cottage in the same village. Ireland is another matter entirely as me, my Mum, my little brother and my dog stay in the tiny cottage we iherited from my Gran on the Northern Irish west coast not dissimilar to the caravan on Father Ted where there is nothing to do and it always rains, last August we were there for three whole weeks of me going borderline insane although when we went in February of this year we caught two heffers (in the bovine sense) humping...charming.
In May/June this year my entire English half of the family went to Tunisia where I bought a bong and was chatted up by a local bloke before blowing 45 dinar on some henna tattoos and embarrassing myself at karaoke performing "I don't like Mondays". I've been on many other foreign holidays to Australia, New Zealand, Singapore, LA, Hong Kong etc. but I also remember going to Malta in 2005 because it was so boring.
Finally I've been camping twice in 2002 and 2003 both with the English half of my family in 2002 my smelly not-yet-toilet-trained three year old brother was violently ill, we later found out he had travel sickness. In 2003 we went to a Haven in Weymouth or somewhere and my Dad discovered I'm a dab hand at arcade games where I made him a small fortune in 2Ps. I never saw a penny, bastard
(Tue 7th Aug 2007, 17:49, More)