A week in a caravan in Prestatyn.
Pissed down most days, so played a lot of card games.
Only outlet was walking to a shit pub at night and getting hammered.
Camping holiday in Skegness
Fucking grim.
I hate tents and wet grass, damp clothes, public showers and bogs.
Skeg is a fucking dump full of weirdos.
The town is crawling with gronks bricking each other, thugs mugging people on the pedestrian bridge and stray dogs picking through garbage. Activities for kids include asking strangers for ciggies, getting pregnant , and jumping off bridges into the turd-riddled river while trying not to land on the artificial reef made of dumped shopping trolleys and stolen dirt bikes.