What’s your worst holiday experience, destination?

[Bill Walker]

You've sold it to me..

Forgot to add If New York is ‘The City that Never Sleeps’, Skegness is ‘The City that Barely Stays Awake’.

:)

 

[stonerblue]

Sanford, Florida.
Another freebie where the wife took me to be her and her mates chauffer. Apart from waterworld everywhere i went was awful. Draining muggy heat interspersed with freezing cold air-con. Religious nut jobs everywhere.

 

[splinter]

Forgot to add If New York is ‘The City that Never Sleeps’, Skegness is ‘The City that Barely Stays Awake’.

:)

It's on the bucket list :)

 

[Citizen of Legoland]

Lanzarote, April/May, years back. Got to Costa Teguise and the lady on the transfer coach tells us, "Don't forget it's known as breezy Teguise". Not half. Spent the first few days looking for jumpers in the shops. Constant grey skies. The hotel overlooked a building site on both sides and the in-house entertainment was a John Wayne impersonator (?) and various parrot shows, oh and they repeated the schedule for week 2. The pool was ice cold, the local restaurant had no running water in the toilets which was bad enough until I saw the chef come out of one of the traps after doing a number 2 and walk straight out. The hire car had bald tyres and got broken into where my mobile phone got nicked (back in the day when they were too big to carry around) and the trip to the submarine was spoiled by the Germans running it who clearly thought the war was still on.

Oh and City got relegated (v Ipswich? I've chosen to forget).

On the way out we were delayed 4 hours, on the way back we were delayed 13 hours.

 

[oakiecokie]

Is he the smelly bloke following you around demanding money ?

Looky Looky ;)

 

[Tuearts right boot]

Sanford, Florida.
Another freebie where the wife took me to be her and her mates chauffer. Apart from waterworld everywhere i went was awful. Draining muggy heat interspersed with freezing cold air-con. Religious nut jobs everywhere.

Sanford Florida.... Landed there to start a 3 week road trip with ex from college. Trouble was she was at Sanford "International" and I was miles away whilst sharing an arrivals hall with a plane load of black and white striped, pissed up Geordies

 

[Nebuchadnezzar]

Lanzarote, April/May, years back. Got to Costa Teguise and the lady on the transfer coach tells us, "Don't forget it's known as breezy Teguise". Not half. Spent the first few days looking for jumpers in the shops. Constant grey skies. The hotel overlooked a building site on both sides and the in-house entertainment was a John Wayne impersonator (?) and various parrot shows, oh and they repeated the schedule for week 2. The pool was ice cold, the local restaurant had no running water in the toilets which was bad enough until I saw the chef come out of one of the traps after doing a number 2 and walk straight out. The hire car had bald tyres and got broken into where my mobile phone got nicked (back in the day when they were too big to carry around) and the trip to the submarine was spoiled by the Germans running it who clearly thought the war was still on.

Oh and City got relegated (v Ipswich? I've chosen to forget).

On the way out we were delayed 4 hours, on the way back we were delayed 13 hours.

Your post reminded me that I got stuck in Lanzarote Airport for far longer than I would have liked, and all I remember is the pizza being extortionately expensive. The holiday in itself wasn't bad though, I was 20 and away with my then girlfriend in an all inclusive hotel. The pool was swamped with kids but the beach was very close by so we just went there most days. My only complaint was that it was boring. I could be dumped blindfolded on any of the Spanish islands and wouldn't know which was which when the blindfold came off, the islands all look the same to me. We can ignore the volcanic landscape but you get what I mean.

 

[JASR]

I remember a holiday on the Greek island of Aegina in the 90s. The beach nearest to our hotel was full of litter and when i walked along it i sunk to my knees in thick oil under the sand! I trudged back to the hotel to wash it off shower and the hotel owner said i couldn't have a shower saying I should walk a mile along a track to a petrol station so I could wipe it off with petrol. I told him i wasn't prepared to walk a mile in the blazing sun caked in oil. He relented because a few other hotel guests said he should let me shower, so he begrudgingly let me. Agina is the nearest island to Athens and the port of Piraeus where cruise ships tip their rubbish and old engine oil. Apart from that it wasn't too bad a holiday.

I also had another bad experience in mid 90s when I went to kusadasi in Turkey. I got food poisoning from eating a cooked chicken on a rotisserie that had juices from uncooked chickens dripping on it. I was really ill for 3 days on the toilet and being sick and could only stomach bread and water. The only good thing was i wasn't spending much so i treated myself to a leather jacket.

I went to Aegina about the same time, the town beach was horrible, we managed to find a hidden cove a walk away (luckily apartment was on edge of town with great view)… no one there.. except one day the holiday rep! She clearly escaped to it as well.

Aegina was very disappointing, as the year before, had been to Spetses with the same company and it was a gorgeous place (3 cars - all taxi’s in entire island)

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

I went to Aegina about the same time, the town beach was horrible, we managed to find a hidden cove a walk away (luckily apartment was on edge of town with great view)… no one there.. except one day the holiday rep! She clearly escaped to it as well.

Aegina was very disappointing, as the year before, had been to Spetses with the same company and it was a gorgeous place (3 cars - all taxi’s in entire island)

I hope the oil and litter has been cleaned up nowadays because it ruined what was otherwise a pretty island.

 

[Citizen of Legoland]

Your post reminded me that I got stuck in Lanzarote Airport for far longer than I would have liked, and all I remember is the pizza being extortionately expensive. The holiday in itself wasn't bad though, I was 20 and away with my then girlfriend in an all inclusive hotel. The pool was swamped with kids but the beach was very close by so we just went there most days. My only complaint was that it was boring. I could be dumped blindfolded on any of the Spanish islands and wouldn't know which was which when the blindfold came off, the islands all look the same to me. We can ignore the volcanic landscape but you get what I mean.

The only other Canary I've been to is Tenerife and we stayed in a decent hotel near Costa Adeje and that was quite nice and upmarket. Not sure I'd go again though as I only wanted to go up Mount Teide. Menorca is the best Spanish Island I've been to and the weather's better.

 

[Sky Blue Thinking]

18-30 trip to Kavos with a big group of lads.10 hour delay on the way over, this was 25yrs ago so before any kind of payments applied to delays which were almost expected at that time. Shithole of a resort that stunk like an open sewer and it pissed down for nearly 2 weeks. Was Ok apart from being a dump with shit weather, mosquitos everywhere and overpriced bars playing only fools and horses constantly.

 

[Ghandi's Flip Flops]

Around 1980 as a kid camping at Padstow in Cornwall with my old man.

He'd bought a brand new 4 man frame tent for him and his lady friend and i had my own 2 manner to myself.
When we arrived at the site there'd been a mini heatwave the previous 2 or 3 weeks, and so an hour or so later of trying to put the tents up we've run out of pegs. The ground was that hard that all plastic pegs had shattered and most of the metal ones were mangled beyond use or recognition.
So off sets my old man into Padstow to get more pegs, and returns about 3 hours later after touring half of Cornwall trying to find a camping shop with any pegs left to sell.
Eventually found some in a pokey supermarket/shop in some village out in the sticks.

So we get the tents up but even then they've only got about a third the number of pegs they're supposed to have.
Then 2nd night we're there, the mother of all storms hits in the early hours. 6-7 hours of torrential rain and gale force winds.
I wake up to what sounds like my tent taking off and also a river of water running through my tent. Spend next 3 hours hanging onto my tent wondering if i'm gonna end up like Dorothy in Wizard of Oz or get swept away through the campsite on my air bed.

Eventually by morning its eased off, and i get up to what looks something like an American disaster movie, with tents and equipment strewn across about 5 fields, families kipping in their cars etc
We'd got off pretty lucky. On one half of the site the septic tanks fed by the site bogs and shower block had over flowed and people there literally had rivers of shit and piss etc running through of past their tents.

Spend all the next day drying off and getting sorted, but then that night the epidemic hits.
Half the campsite fall ill with either the shits or vomiting. There's a constant queue of 20-25 people for both the bogs and the showers. By this time my old man has had enough, so everything gets bundled into the car, and we fuck off to another site in Perranporth for the rest of the holiday.

Weirdly the other thing that sticks in my head is a certain song. The ice cream van that was a permanent fixture on the campsite always had the radio on, but one song always seemed to be playing. That song was 'Japanese Boy' by Aneka.
Still reckon if i heard that song again today i'd get PTSD flashbacks.

 

[Kinkladze 1]

Just been to St. Anne’s and walked out to the sea. Was met with thousands of turds washing up onto the sand in the waves. Absolutely disgusting.

 

[hammersmithlad]

Haha what a place. Went in 2007, my girlfriend at the time won a holiday there at work and decided to take me and her parents along. There was me thinking it was going to be 10 days of chilling around the villa pool doing fuck all but her Dad hired a car and decided he wanted to see the entirety of Southern Spain in little over a week. Proper Rag fucker did nowt bit bang on about how shit City were. By day 2 I'd found the resort cocaine dealer and was drinking 2 litre milk cartons full of local firewater. By day 5 nobody was talking to me, my girlfriend had dragged us to Mercia Zoo in 100 degree weather and being full of coke and wine collapsed at the birds of prey show and got took to hospital. By day 7 I was off my face at the Abba tribute night getting sucked off on the cricket pitch by some rich 50 year old woman with my relationship in absolute tatters. It was brilliant.

We got back. I packed my stuff and left. Thanks for the free holiday. For what it's worth I thought it was a great place. Nice little private beach down the cliff. Local drugs were great and the town over is like something out of a 60s Western with 50c beers.

Bloody hell....you sir have lived a life.

 

[Big Swifty]

After reading all these, I think I'll stay at home...........

 

[bluemonkey71]

Agadir. Everytime I walked out of the hotel complex it was like the pied piper surrounded by beggars. My girlfriend at the time was getting seriously harassed. Also nearly ended up in a fight with a seller over a fake Rolex after I offered a fiver and he wanted 300 quid. The hotel wasn't much better, kids were crapping in the pool every hour and it was like a scene out of the Inbetweeners movie.

 

[Bozzie]

Dominican Republic: saw a villa on a private estate in a place called Sosua and, without doing due diligence, booked it then booked flights with Thomson on the Dreamliner. Flight out was superb, arrived to find we'd been 'upgraded' to a different villa which was on the far end of the complex, no shade whatsoever, not even a brolly, and a frigging hike to the entrance. Initially I was a bit concerned at the armed guard posted across from the house but, by day two, it was a positive and I spent the next two weeks keeping him onside with drinks and food just in case. First trip into the town was an eye opener, Sosua is very popular with German gentlemen of a certain age who visit regularly to reconnect with the towns young ladies and the whole place had a seedy feel to it. At the end of the fortnight we weren't sorry to be coming home. Unfortunately, when we got to the airport our flight was delayed, turned out some twat in Sweden had driven his wagon into our plane and taken our 'Dreamliner' out of commission. Ended up stuck on a row of four, on a standard plane, next to a fat bloke who I reckon had been sampling the local delicacies being thrown about in the turbulence. Never felt the urge to return!

 

[MCFCTrick]

Lanzarote. A last minute booking, and it was shite. All Irish/Linekers sports bars in the town. (Puerto del Carmen)
We went on a trip to get out of it for a while to Timanfya .... what we would call in the UK a quarry.
And black sand? Just wrong .... I wouldn't return for free.

 

[Maccblue]

Lanzarote. A last minute booking, and it was shite. All Irish/Linekers sports bars in the town. (Puerto del Carmen)
We went on a trip to get out of it for a while to Timanfya .... what we would call in the UK a quarry.
And black sand? Just wrong .... I wouldn't return for free.

Sounds like the perfect euro away day. I know PDC very well the old town is full of Irish bars, and Irish people to go with with it.
Some fantastic restaurants on the front tho
All being well will be there for Christmas and new year put back from last year

 

[Nellies left peg]

Faliraki by a country mile. Pissed up brits laid across the roads like litter