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A few lovemoney.com staffers are headed off on holiday in the coming weeks. Those of us stuck in Blighty wonder what could go wrong...
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62I planned a lovely "Road Trip" to France a few years back, packed the car up and off we went!
The ferry was a very peaceful journey. The sun was shining! And we were looking forward to one of the most relaxing holidays we ever had.
So we got back in the car and off we went.......
For about 50 miles where we had to fill up of petrol! Not knowing there was a massive petrol strike going on, so we had to turn around and come home!
That ferry ride back although still sunny was not as enjoyable. Great 24 hours relaxing holiday
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78One time I was on holiday in Marseilles and I persuaded my Mum and brothers to go on a 3 hour boat trip to see 'Les Calanques' - famous cliffs the area is known for.
However it was not until we had got out of the harbour until my Mum and I realised we suffered from sea sickness and spent the rest of the trip keeping very still and trying to ignore my brothers' laughter.
Verity - a member of the lovemoney.com web team
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41Roskilde music festival 2007. The Danish festival site suffered the worst rain (and storm) since... I believe something like 100 years. The government had to issue a drowning warning around the area and it wasn't particularly enjoyable. I know festivals often equal rain but when a hurricane sweeps through the camp site it's almost funny.
The holiday kicked off by my friends forgetting their tickets and had to pay local touts a small fortune to get in. After finally getting through the gates, we had to sleep in a tent with 3 inches of water. Two nights in (and only saw a band or two) we gave up, threw away all clothes but the dirty rags we were stuck wearing and checked into a 5 star hotel in central Copenhagen.
Never (?) again!
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53Honeymoon safari, Tanzania, 2003.
Fantastic company, amazing game viewing, slight issue of having a cabin with and open view of Hippos in the river below.
Amazing views but I had to drink a vat of whisky each night to bury the fear of a lion savaging me in the night. Drunkest holiday I have ever had.
Am I ashamed. You weren't there, trust me.
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37Headed to Greece (2 am flight) for a relaxing week away several years ago, and the journey there was possibly the most agitating experience of my life:
- train derailed on way to Gatwick; sought out taxi instead -- "no problem," I think, "it's cool"
- taxi driver became lost, finally dropped us (late) at wrong Gatwick terminal -- "bit worrying," I think, "rather late now"
- terminal-to-terminal rail system broken; hitched ride with white van full of helpful builders -- "close save," I think, "but now we're on track!"
- builders reach fork in road and proceed to argue over appropriate route, despite ample signage (it's left mate -- no mate, it's right -- no mate, left) -- "dear Lord," I think, "how is this happening!?"
- make it to appropriate terminal, check in, run to departure lounge, board plane, take off, and the pilot overshoots the runway... twice -- "It is now clear to me," I think, "that I am not meant to go on this holiday."
- we flew to another city, refueled, sat on the tarmac for an hour, and took off again, our valiant pilot assuring us that "it's do or die time now, folks" -- at this point I was speechless
... we eventually landed and had a great holiday, but it took me until day three to get over the trip there. Never again!
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21This isn't me. But a mate who recently flew out to meet me in Las Vegas (almost 48 hours late) for a wedding.
He lives in Barcelona, so flew to Heathrow for the USA flight. Flight in from Barcelona is late, so misses connection.
No problem, jumps on a flight to Germany (Munich I think), to catch a flight back to Shannon and then on to New York, change and flight to LA and then drive to Vegas.
A woman was also taken ill on the plane (think flying to Shannon), so they sat on the tarmac for 4 hours at some little airport whilst things were sorted. Deal with that.
He made the wedding ok. :-)
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2I can think of about five holiday horror stories I've had. But one I will never forget is a trip I had a few years ago to Rome...
Being a poor and modest student, me and a mate decided to go on a shoestring holiday to celebrate the end of the first year at uni.
Yes. We had to wake up at 2am to catch a flight at 6am with Ryanair, then fly to an unknown airport in a different time zone to Rome itself, but what the heck we thought, it's cheap.
We also decided to book the cheapest accomodation we could find, like £7 a night or something. We reckoned we wouldn't be staying-in much anyway, it wouldn't matter.
Once we got there, we jumped on the train, only to find our eyes gazing further and further to the left on the tube map to find our stop as the last stop on the line.
An hour later, we got off to find ourselves in the middle of nowhere. Like the sort of place you'd find an Ikea or Land of Leather or something.
Stiff upper lip and all that we thought. Can't be too bad.
So we got the the site and got our key to our cabin. From the outside they didn't look to bad. on the website it was described as something like 'modest' so we weren't too shocked.
So we got to the cabin and I put my key into the lock. cabin 78 it said.
But the key wouldn't turn.
I tried in vain, but it still wouldn't work. Then a member of staff came over to help us try to unlock it. taking the key out of the lock, he turned and said to us.
'No. You guys aren't here. You are over there.'
He pointed to an actual tent. the key was to a lock on the zip.
Now, I don't know how many of you have slept in a tent before, but the one we stayed in was burning hot in the day, and freezing at night. And there were more things alive in that tent that night than just me and my mate.
i still laugh about it to this day. needless to say we moved the next morning.
Moral of the story: Price isn't everything.
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5As part of my dad's quest to find more ‘exotic' holidays we booked a family holiday to the Greek island of Spetses about 15 years ago. Unfortunately tourism hadn't quite hit the small airportless island. We had to travel via the mainland on a hydrofoil mid storm, arriving tired and sea sick to a hotel with a half built swimming pool and not enough beds for us all. Highlights of the holiday include a dog killing a cat under our restaurant table, being delayed for 48hrs on the return journey at Athens, my mum and sisters being stuck in a lift at said airport and dad putting his hand thru a sea urchin.
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41Another holiday story from Greece - we booked a (ok cheap) hotel - which was full of rats and mice. Mum screaming, hotel guy chasing rats for two days with a gigantic shot gun IN our room. The hotel has now actually been demolished.
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6So me and a mate are flying to Iguacu Falls from Buenos Aires.
Aisle and window seats for a bit of space, right.
How wrong can you be.
The middle seat ends up being taken by a sehr smelly, sleazy German bloke who is around 50 (really, really old) but living and dressed like a 20 year-old. He regales us with stories of his, erm, accessible lady friends all over South America and his carefree soap-less life.
Entertaining and nose-pinching couple of hours in equal measure.
southminster - aka Andrew - a 50-something but very well-scrubbed member of the lovemoney.com team
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