Woot 4th
Yeah. I win a biscuit. *munch*

Wasn't me being an evil teenager, twas my sister.
The last family holiday I had (with my mum & stepfather... and come to think haven't had one since with my dad & stepmother either) was to the teenager friendly and excitment filled... NORTH WALES!

None of the mountain trekking fun stuff (apart from a morning's cycling round Snowdonia) no no no... You shall go up a couple of small hills, go to Port Merion (The Prisoner location, not bad I spose) and to lovely Welsh seaside towns full of tea-towels & shortbread tins.
I reckon I was 13/4 and my sister 16/7.

She has admitted since that she was a total bitch from the age of 12 - 18. We weren't surprised, we knew at the time.

Total, utter, shitty, crappy shambles holiday.
So many arguments, including my sister being gripped by the shoulders and shouted at by stepfather (not in a child beating type way, just trying to get the point across that she's a cow) "It's YOU all the time!" type thing.

My mother never helped: She's one of those "Oh do what you want, I don't care!" type people. I've learnt to ignore her when she has a huff now, but seeing as I don't live at home anymore, it don't matter :)

So my point is... If you have children, it would be nice to consider them at least slightly when choosing a holiday destination. Perhaps somewhere they might have even the slightest chance of interacting with people their own age? Go on.

And I got in trouble on the last night for having the squits & not being able to go on a seaside walk to watch the sunset. Oh I do apologise for having runny bowels. I think I might bring that up the next time I'm home & get an apology. I don't bear grudges, nope.

Feck, I'm crap at answering these.
(tweebianmonkey Should be known as Widget, Thu 2 Aug 2007, 14:45, Reply)