Blogging Around the World Zante

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Blogging AroundThe World

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Prologue

I had been looking forward to this particular holiday for a long time, consideringit would be my first one without my family, so I was determined to make the mostof it and prove to them that I could look after myself. If only they knew

Chapter One

I wo ke up a t 8.45am to ge t rea dy for my last day at w ork before jetting

off to Zante, feeling a little off colour. I put it down to pre-flight nerves

(I ve never be en g oo d with heights). I go t d ressed and we nt in. By 1pm,I thought I was going to die. After half an hour of arguing with my

haughty manager, I was excused to go for an emergency doctors

appointment.

I stumbled in there sobbing from the pain in my throat and emerged

with a grave prognosis. I had a really bad case of tonsillitis. I was

advised not to fly all my dreams of drunken debauchery were in

jeopardy, but a fter speaking to my long suffe ring friend Teresa , I

c onvince d her I wo uld ge t on the p lane to Zante c ome hell or high

wa ter, so I ove rdosed on Penic illin and had a n ea rly night.

The flight wa s a t 5am a nd I ma de it up a nd out o f the house fee ling

extremely groggy, which was a blessing as it disguised the pain.

Unfortuna te ly, Teresa and I are b oth te rrified flyers, so we gripp ed onto

one another and I grimaced in pain throughout the two-hour flight, as

the c old , re-circ ulate d air rea c hed my infec ted glands.

On landing, I was relieved to still be alive and almost failed to notice

the sexy hotel rep that was accompanying us on the coach. I quickly

slid into a sea t a t the b ac k, hop ing he didn t spot m e looking a s roug h

as I d id. Luc kily, he wa s too busy telling p oo r jokes to our row dy coa c h

of ho lida y- ma kers to c are a bout m e, so I sa t q uietly with my head onTeresa s shoulder until we rea c hed our hote l. Ours was the last hotel

drop.

After meeting our sultry Welsh hotel rep, we were shown to our room,

where some of our more memorable holiday adventures would take

place.


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Chapter Two

Our hotel room was a little poky for the two of us and all our

be longings, but we ma nag ed to find a temp orary home for everything.

I even found the e nergy for a p illow fight with Teresa before d ec id ing

to abandon unpacking and lob all my clothes at her instead.

Unfortuna tely, it was only afte r not icing the sme ll of b urnt fab ric tha t we

realised there had been a casualty in all this frivolity, which happened

to be m y favourite b ikini. I had thrown it ac ross the roo m at Teresa , it

had missed and landed in a lamp- shade and melted two perfectly

formed holes in the bum cheeks. At this point, an incident like this wasamusing to both of us. I even paraded around in them, threatening to

wea r them b y the po ol.

By now we were eag er to explore, so w e d ec ide d to take a w alk to g et

a taste of Zante. We stopped in at various shops on the stretch of road

lea ding to the b ea c h and one in partic ular ca ught our attention. It wa s

a large roadside market, full of unusual clothes. I saw a pretty sarong

and decided I needed one to match my bikini, so I put my bag down

on a pile of sports tops to rummage in it for my wallet. As I emptied the

bag, I sta rted to panic a s I rea lised my w a llet wa s not in there. The shop

a ttend ant w as wa tc hing suspiciously a s I d isc a rded the c ontents of m y

bag on his clothes display, but still no wallet. I was reluctant to tell

Teresa about this incide nt, as I ha d a rep uta tion fo r losing things and I

wa s wo rried Teresa wo uld b e rea lly annoyed with me. I a lso knew tha t

my return ticket from Ga twick to Vic toria wa s with it, a long with mo st o f

my spe nding m oney.

So I ac ted like nothing was wrong, re-pa cked m y ba g a nd w e left the

shop. However, after ten or so paces, I started to panic again and

b lurted out what I ha d done. Luc kily for me , Teresa found my stup idity

hysteric a l and simp ly returned to the shop we had c om e out of to look

for my wa llet. So o nc e a ga in, I wa s em ptying m y ba g o n a p ile o f spo ts

tops, with the store attendant standing over my shoulder. It became

app arent tha t my wa llet w as not g oing to re-appea r so Teresa and I

dec ided to ab and on the search and hea d b ac k to the hotel to chec k

there.

Surprisingly, I d idn t find the w a llet b ut we ha d e nough mo ney to last

the tw o w eeks so I dec ided to stop pa nic king a bout it. I we nt to ha ve a

show er to c oo l off and left Teresa to ha ve o ne last look in my ba g.


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As I left the shower and went to fetch some clothes, I noticed a small,

Black Adidas top on my bed. I didnt recognise it, but complimented

Teresa on he r ta ste , bu t she sa id it w asn t he rs. She sta rted laug hing

after studying the top more closely. It turned out to be a top that

Teresa had w anted to b uy from the m arket we we re in ea rlier. I must

have ac cidenta lly pa c ked it b ac k in my b ag as I wa s sea rc hing for my

wa llet . I was horrified and so was Teresa . But the reason she was

horrified wa s bec ause I didn t stea l one in her size.

I had a few long swigs of Malibu and convinced myself I wouldnt be

trac ked do wn a nd p rosec uted.

By the next morning, I was determined to make a fresh start. No more

mishapswe ventured to the beach, which was beautiful and even

into the sea, where the only drama was when the lid came off my

wa terproo f mo ney holde r round my nec k. So I lost a few mo re sog gy

notes. Big d ea l!

Unfortuna te ly, Teresa dec ided to tea c h me a lesson fo r this one , and

onc e b ack in our roo m, when I we nt to have a show er, she locked me

in saying I could only co me out whe n I had thought a bo ut what I had

done. I wasnt too impressed with this, so waited until I heard her go

out on the balcony and positioned the power shower out of the small

window ready to fire. I turned the faucet on full power. After I was

c onvince d she wo uld be soa ked , I turned the p ow er off and expe c ted

to hea r sc rea ming. Instea d , I hea rd laughte r. Teresa approa c hed the

door and said she wouldnt let me out because I had soaked the

balcony, all our freshly washed towels, next doors balcony and my

rea d ing boo k. She wa s bone d ry of c ourse. I apologised for my

behaviour and promised to act more sensibly if she let me out, so she

slowly unlocked the door, but not before I had filled a bottle of water

to a tta c k her with. Little d id I rea lise she w ould be p rep ared for this and

as she opened the door, all I saw was a flash of arm as she ran out of

our room and down the corridor. I chased her with the bottle until we

c ame to a flight of stairs tha t led dow n to the recep tion. As she turned

a corner, I surged forward with the bottle, determined to empty every

last drop onto her head. But as I rounded the corner, there was no

Teresa , just a ma n in a suit loo king extrem ely annoye d and we t. I stood

there for a minute, not knowing what to do and then turned andsprinted bac k upsta irs to the sa fety of our room c ursing Teresa and

wondering how long it would be before I was escorted back to

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Chapter Three

Teresa and I enjoyed d rinking Ma libu o r a nic e c hilled bottle o f wine o nour ba lc ony be fore head ing o ut to the b a rs and c lubs in the eve nings.

The view w asn t idea l. We w ere situate d at t he b ac k of the ho tel on

the to p floo r, overloo king ano ther hotel.

The first eve ning we d id this, we g ot throug h two b ott les of Malibu a nd

a bottle o f wine. We w ere mo re tha n rea dy to e njoy our first night out;

(a b a r c rawl with the reps and c lub 18-30s). We m et e veryone by the

pool of our hotel where we enjoyed a few cocktails, then got on the

coach to head to the first bar. I dont remember much of the ride

there, excep t noticing the c ute rep from the first da y ag ain.

The first b a r had a Hawa iian them e a nd as we ente red , I noticed trays

of letha l loo king c onc oc tions on the ta b les. There were roug hly 100

peop le on the c rawl by now . The music w as infec tious and Teresa and I

danced and mingled with our fellow holidayma kers, until I spo tted the

cute rep again and decided to introduce myself. As I got nearer, all

the sophisticated chat up lines I had been preparing went from my

mind and I said; hey, I challenge you to a drinking competition. I

stood for a minute feeling stupid, but he smiled and accepted the

c halleng e, rea c hing for a c oup le o f om inous loo king red d rinks on the

tab le ne xt to us. I pee red throug h the c row d to w here Teresa wa s

standing and bec koned her over. I wa sn t g oing to let he r miss out o n

free d rinks. Eventua lly, we ha d to mo ve o n to a ba r whe re the rea l

d rinking ga me s sta rted . This bar wa s pac ked by the time we go t the re

and I was disappointed as James had to keep disappearing off to do

his job .

After this ba r, we piled ba c k on the c oa c h and head ed for one o f the

more popular clubs in the area: Rescue bar. It was an impressive

venue, with a huge d anc e floor and outside ba r, and two mo re floors

of roo ms above. By now, Jame s and I were insep arab le. While Teresa

chatted with a bunch of guys she had met, I dragged James inside to

help m e g et som e d rinks.

We em erged on the ba lc ony with our drinks twe nty minutes la ter and it

was at this point that I suffered one of my infamous nosebleeds. I ran

over to the edge of the balcony, hoping by some miracle James

had n t noticed and rumm ag ed in my b a g for tissues. Then p anic . The

hote l keys d rop ped ove r the ba lcony a nd into som e b ushes below. To

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I dec ided my first p riority wa s my nose, so I to ld Jam es to sta y put a nd

headed to the toilet, stuck a couple of pieces of toilet roll up each

nostril and ran back outside and down the stairs, with James following.

We scrambled about on the floor for a good twenty minutes before

Jam es em erged triump hant. I dec ided aga inst telling Teresa about m y

latest misfortune, for fear of ruining her night. I simply handed the keys

over to her and begged her never to leave them in my possession

again.

The rest o f the night he ld was restively unevent ful. We had a few mo re

drinks, until Teresa dec ided she wa nted to hea d bac k to the roo m. I, on

the other hand w ante d to ta ke full ad vanta ge of this time with Jam es

(and celebrate the fact that I was officially recovered from the

tonsillitis), so we put Teresa in a ta xi and I sta yed out w ith Jam es. The

next couple of hours are sketchy in my memory, but I remember

suddenly rea lising I wa s tired . I ha d lost Jame s and in my d runken sta te ,

rather than doing the considerate thing and finding him to tell him I

wa s leaving, I finished my d rink, left the c lub a nd tried to figure out how

to g et b ac k to the hote l. I vag uely rem em be red Teresa saying, You

only have tw o o p tions whe n you c om e o ut of the c lub. This wa y

(pointing right) leads to the hotel, and this way (left) goes to the

be ac h. Just reme mb er that a nd you c an t ge t lost .

After ending up on the beach for a second time, I started to cry. I

couldnt understand why I wasnt back at the hotel asleep by now. I

turned back to the main road and started walking and by pure

c oincidenc e (and luck!) I spo tted Jam es ab out 20 pa ce s ahea d of me

with a blond girl. I ran after him and asked for help. He said he would

take me ho me , after whispering som ething to his blond c om panion.

A while later, we arrived at my hotel and James invited me to meet

him for a d rink the next day at the sister hote l ac ross the roa d , which he

wa s ba sed a t. In my b lea ry-eyed , c rump led sta te, I ag ree d . I ma de m y

wa y to my roo m a nd , a fter a m inor pa nic abo ut the hote l keys, passed

out b efore even brushing m y teeth.

Chapter Four

Teresa and I wo ke with a sta rt a t 8am the next morning and

immed iately wished we had n t. The hea t wa s unbe arab le in our roo m,

as we ha d ha d to c lose the window and wo od en do ors to our ba lco ny

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bites and moaning in pain from possibly the worst hangovers of our

lives. Neither of us dared move for fifteen minutes, but eventually

de cide d the b est cure wo uld be a d ip in the hotel poo l.

The p revious night, Teresa a nd I ha d the fo rtune (?) to b e c ha tted up

by two guys called Rob and Jason. Rob was quiet and moody, (I

thoug ht he wa s ga y) while Jason wa s c onstantly ma king unfunny jokes

and trying to ge t into Teresa s knic kers. We we re stuc k with them long

enough to realise we didnt want to be stuck with them and made a

hasty exit, but not b efore p rom ising the m w e w ould m ee t with them for

a d rink the next evening a t their hote l whic h was just up the roa d .

Anyway, there we w ere resting on o ur sun-loungers when w e he ard the

annoying Sc arbo roug h voice. We ope ned our eyes to a b lond mullet

and b lac k presc ript ion sung lasses with zips on the side s. Yes. Jason and

the ever-sullen Rob had blessed us with their presence. I pretended to

be a slee p so skilfully tha t I ac tua lly did nod off a nd left Teresa to d ea l

with them, but she didnt mind too much, as she got a laugh at my

expense.

I wo ke up to see two p a irs of e yes and a pa ir of p resc ription sung lasses

(with zips on the side) squinting at me. I couldnt understand why they

were a ll staring a nd laughing a t me . I grabb ed my b ag from next to m y

chair and retrieved the small mirror so I could check my face. It was

quite p ink, but no thing to laugh abo ut. I groggily sa t up , which is whe n I

saw it; 'Billy Idol was scrawled down the length of my right thigh in

suntan lotion. I knew it was Jason, as he was weird like that, but I was

luc ky. Teresa had woken me a fter fiftee n m inutes, know ing tha t my skin

burns in 30.

Chapter Five

After this late st humiliation, I dec ided I need ed an ego bo ost, so we nt

across the road to try and catch James. I didnt have to wait long, as

he e me rge d with the same blond girl from Resc ue. When he spotted

me, he came over smiling, but not before putting his arm around

blondie and whispering to her again. Once she was gone, I asked

who she w as and why he hadnt introd uc ed us. I wa s extrem ely nave

and believed James when he said blondie had a crush on him and

wo uldnt lea ve him a lone . I just a ssume d tha t sort of thing hap pened to

him all the time, and when he invited me out for a drink that night, I

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our room in a couple of hours to pick me up. In the meantime, I

thoug ht I wo uld he ad b ac k to the room for a siesta .

I returned to find Teresa rea d ing on the ba lcony. I sa id m y hellos and

lay d ow n, feeling tired , but excited ab out the night ahea d. I ma nag ed

to sleep for about twenty minutes before I was woken up by an

irritating humming noise and an intense itching in both my legs. I

opened my eyes to a swarm of mosquitoes. I jumped up and shut the

balcony doors, then proceeded to disobey one of the hotel rules,

whic h wa s som eth ing a long the lines of do no t kill mo squitoes in your

room . Teresa jump ed up a nd helpe d me. We ha d squa shed ma ybe

fifty or so mosquitoes when James made an appearance. We had left

the door slightly ajar and had no time to hide the evidence, so we

were busted. Needless to say, James was not impressed. After

promising the roo m wo uld be spo tless in no time, I de c ided to try and

distrac t him b y talking about o ur p lans for that evening. It d idn t work.

James told us we werent the most popular holiday-makers in the

complex. My antics had gained us a reputation and the state of the

roo m m ade us loo k wo rse.

Jam es wo uld ge t fired if he w as c aught in our hote l roo m so he ma de

a hasty exit.

Teresa lured me onto the b a lco ny for som e w ine. I p rac tica lly skipped

out, making sure I shut the doors firmly behind me. We had a good

heart to heart about our ex-boyfriends who had unceremoniously

finished with us befo re w e c ame awa y. It was on ly whe n Teresa

glanced at her watch that we realised it was late, neither of us were

dressed and we w ere me ant to be plac es. I stood up to go ba c k

inside , but the d oo r wa s jamme d. Teresa c ou ld n t op en it either. It

became apparent that I had locked us out when I saw the key

dangling o n the inside o f the d oo r. I told Teresa not to panic and that I

wo uld som ehow resolve the situa tion; we we re to o high to jump dow n,

so I resorted to sc rea ming for help.

Help c ame in the form o f James, forty minutes la ter. The last p erson I

wanted to see me looking as pathetic and helpless as this was my

holiday fling. But there he w as, loo king p eeved . I mo ved awa y from the

doo r and pic ked up my g lass of w ine, hop ing it looked like we we re just

enjoying an uncomplicated drink on the balcony, but as soon asJames op ene d the doo r, Teresa s first w ords we re; It w as Ca ra s fault.

She loc ked us out here eve n though I d idn t think it wa s possible to d o

that and darted into the bathroom. I smiled sweetly at him and

offered him a d rink.

We eventually got a taxi to the strip and by the time we sat down for

our first drink, Jame s appea red to ha ve c a lme d d ow n.


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I was enjoying the atmosphere in the bar, as the bartenders were

friend ly and the music w as goo d . I left Teresa ta lking to Jame s about

his life b ack home while I went to the b a r to b uy mo re c oc ktails. The

bartend er wa s we aring a Twe etie T-shirt, which I c om me nted on. I

ma de further drunken sma ll ta lk, whic h resulted in him saying he w ould

make some extra strength cocktails for us, as he liked English girls. I

hoped they would have the desired effect on James, as he wasnt

looking tipsy enough for my liking. I took them over and returned to the

bar for some straws. As I returned, I leaned over the table to place

James straw in his glass, but som eho w, m ana ged to tip his g lass so tha t

Teq uila fell stra ight into his lap , sp rea d ing a da rk sta in over the c rotc h

of his love ly beige Diesel t rousers. I wa s mortified .

Chapter Six

We all sobered up pretty quickly after this latest catastrophe and

James went back to his apartment to change his trousers. I had a

fee ling I wou ldn t see him a ga in for the rest o f the night, so Teresa and I

did a bar crawl and met lots of new people; many of whom talked

about the cabaret night that was arranged every Friday by the reps.

My ea rs pric ked up at this, as it would b e a c hanc e to see Jame s aga in

and ma ke up for this evening.

The rest o f the evening ran smoo thly. The only misha p was Teresa

lea ving ea rly, taking the key and telling me she w ould lea ve it behind

the p oo lside b ar for me (as she ha d done p reviously when leaving m e

to my own devices). But when I reached the bar, I had a half-hour

argument w ith the b artender (and started to c ry) as he w as ad am ant

he didn t ha ve it. I eventua lly stagg ered inside a fter threa tening to sue

him (for what, Im not sure). I neared the door to our room and was

surprised to hear a male voice inside. I was also surprised to find the

door slightly ajar. I burst in and spotted the key on my bed. I turned to

fume a t Teresa but was distrac ted by the sight o f her and an unfam ilia r

ma le stand ing ne xt to o ne o f the tw in bed s loo king conc erned. I asked

wha t wa s go ing on a nd Teresa simp ly said she d done a me . I

disc overed they had some how ma nag ed to b rea k Teresa s be d and

were trying to de cide wha t to d o. I felt qua lified to g ive her advice on

covering up the disaster, and suggested she feign ignorance. I was

secretly smug that for once it wasnt me having a crisis so decided to

let the roo m key incident pass.


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Chapter Seven

Teresa too k my advic e a nd end ed up sharing my single b ed . As you

can imagine, it wasnt the most comfortable nights sleep, but I

thought I should do the charitable thing, so after waking up ridiculously

early, we decided to head down to the shops to buy postcards and

gifts.

We bought our postcards and headed down to the beach to write

them. But after settling down to write one to the folks, my mind

wa ndered a nd I started thinking a bo ut the night a hea d.

Teresa and I we re sea ted a t the coc ktail ba r a t 7.30pm a s instruc ted

and as per usual were already tipsy to say the least. I was dressed in a

Blac k skirt with a large slit at the bac k and a skimp y top , which show ed

off my sunburn to p erfec tion. I wa s feeling g oo d and loo king forwa rd to

my last eve ning of freed om . Teresa o rdered us another round o f

c oc ktails as peo p le sta rted to show up. Som e o f the m ore a lleb riated

holida y-makers we re launc hing them selves in the poo l, (I knew I should

have seen tha t a s a bad omen) b ut I just laughe d nervously along with

everybod y else w hile p raying they d idn t try to d ep osit me in there to o.

Eventua lly, we a ll piled on the c oa c h rea dy for our last b ig night out

before returning to London. Everyone was in high spirits and were

prep aring themselves for a long , a lc ohol fuelled eve ning. Teresa a nd I

sat a t the front of the coa c h and w ere immed iate ly ac co sted b y a guy

wea ring a T-shirt tha t ha d lots of signa tures on it. He to ld us it wa s his

21st birthday and all the girls had to sign his top and give him a kiss.

Well I was still pinning my hope on getting together with James that

night so agreed to sign Matts top but decided to pass on the kiss.

How ever, Teresa and Ma tt got o n p retty we ll and she d eserted me to

go and sit w ith him.

We a rrived 45 minutes late r and foug ht our wa y off the c oa c h. Teresa

was now arm in arm with Matt and I assume something happened

be twee n them, as I hea rd their nam es be ing c hanted on the c oa c h.

We w ere sat at a tab le w ith two young c ouples for the c ab aret show,

but it worked out well as none of the others drank wine, so while they

d rank end less p itche rs of free bee r, Teresa and I sha red the Greek

wine, (which was lethal). It wasnt long before we lost all control of

wha t w e w ere d oing. We soc ialised with the p eop le a t our tab le a nd


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soon lost interest in the cabaret itself. Eventually, the cabaret finished

and the da ncing started.

After an indeterminable amount of time, I announced I was going to

ge t a d rink from the b a r and m arc hed off. I hea ded throug h ma sses of

sweating bodies towards the bar, but once there, I had completely

forgo tten wha t I wa nted. I looked around m e a nd saw lots of p eop le

smo king. I dec ided I must ha ve c om e he re to buy c iga rette s (this wa s

weird as I didnt smoke). I couldnt see a cigarette machine so

decided it would be a good idea to go and buy some from a

newsagent.

Once outside, I started wandering aimlessly down the road, looking for

a corner shop. At this point, I lost my memory. I think I banked out for

about an hour. It was as if I had bee n a sleep , bec ause it felt like I woke

up and sudde nly knew I wa s lost a nd a lone in Greec e. I loo ked a round ,

trying to find my bearings and started wailing. I ran into the nearest

building I c ould find. It was a sma ll hote l. I then ha d a sec ond me mo ry

lapse a nd my next mem ory wa s of a posh elde rly co up le ta king pity on

me a nd helping m e figure out whe re I need ed to g et to.

Once back to semi-familiarity, I noticed everyone was leaving the

building and getting on coaches to return to their various hotels, across

the island . I knew I had to find Teresa , but ha d no ide a how or where to

find her. I headed for the hotel lobby and amazingly, she was leaving

the building as I got there. When she spotted me, she started crying. It

wa s a te a rful reunion a nd a fter we had c almed do wn, she ga ve me a

lecture about my irresponsible behaviour and told me there had

bee n a huge sea rc h on for me. For som e rea son, I wa s mo re interested

in wha t Jame s had to say ab out my disapp ea ranc e. She said he wa s

frantic and had been looking for me along with everyone else. I

wa nted to see him a nd a lthoug h I p rom ised Teresa I wo uld not lea ve

her side for under any c ircumstanc es, my eyes c ouldn t help but roa m

the area for a sighting of him. At this point, Teresa wa s d ragging me

onto our co ac h, and let go of my hand only to step o nto the co ac h.

(Enter me mo ry lapse num ber three ). The ne xt time m y hea d c leared , I

was on a coach with a load of unfamiliar faces. Once again, I

panicked and asked the person next to me where we were going. He

said som ething a nd I rea lised it d idn t make any d ifferenc e a s I had no

idea wha t our hotel wa s c a lled anywa y. But I knew I was on the wrongcoach. I jumped off just as the last person took their seat and tried to

think rationally.

Meanwhile, Teresa wa s trying to c onv inc e our mo od y Welsh rep tha t

there w as a person missing from the c oa c h. The rep wa s extrem ely

annoyed and said Teresa had two minutes to find me o r they we re

lea ving w ithout us bo th. She jump ed off the c oa c h and ma nag ed to


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find me drinking banana flavoured champagne with some random

people.

She g rabbed my a rm and held o n tightly until I wa s sa fely sea ted on

the co rrec t co ac h. Onc e sea ted , we received a round o f app lause.

I spotted James and rambled incoherently about my escapades while

he listened unsympathetically and suggested I didnt go on to the

nightc lub with them. Naturally, I we nt to the c lub and end ed up having

a grea t night w ith Jame s and even Teresa had kind of forgiven me . It

wa s only when Jame s girlfriend wa rned me off him tha t I rea lised a ll

wa s not a s it see me d. How eve r, tha t is a whole o ther story.

I was actually relieved to be heading home at the end of the two

wee ks, pa rticularly as Teresa develop ed tonsillitis on the last d ay. It ha d

be en a n em otionally c harge d fortnight a s we c op ed with one d isaster

a fter another. But it was wo rth it. On reflec tion, afte r Teresa had

replaced my Gatwick to Victoria ticket that I lost on the first day, and

we we re sea ted sa fely on the shuttle, I knew I wo uld be rec ounting m y

holiday ta les for a long time.

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