Holiday horror stories

Mosquito miseries
My worst holiday was in Spain two years ago. I went to Tossa De Mar with my boyfriend. The first few days were fine (apart from little things like the kettle fusing the lights in the apartment, so we had to boil a pan to make coffee, and the fridge made rattling noises all night). However, on the fourth day, I walked into a metal stand surrounding a tree in the street and broke my big toenail off. I had to bandage my toe up, which meant I couldn't fit into my narrow sandals.

That night, someone set the fire alarm off, so I had to hobble down the metal fire escape with one shoe on and one off. A day or so later I got bitten and my leg went all red, with a big heavy lump inside it. I had two smaller bites on my wrist which didn't seem too bad. Two days before I came home, I woke up with an excruciating shooting pain going up my arm, and various small spots all over my body.

I found out when I got home that this was an allergic reaction to the other bites, but I couldn't do anything about it at the time, because I had no way of calling a doctor. Although there was a phone book in reception at the apartment, the phone was locked in the bar!
lisa_monster

Little apartment of horrors
Our worst holiday was Costa Teguise in Lanzarote. The travel agent told us the resort was quiet and the accommodation of a high standard. First warning bells rang when the rep told us we would have to be dropped off on the opposite side of the road to our apartment. To our horror it was above the busiest and noisiest row of shops, restaurants, bars and amusement arcades in the whole resort. To make matters worse, the four major car hire firms also had their parking lot located underneath the block.

The apartment itself was dirty, balcony doors did not lock and the doors to adjoining apartments had a good one inch gap top and bottom - it was like having the neighbours in the same room as you.

Noise kicked off that first night, not just from the numerous bars right underneath our apartment but also from the British Bulldog karaoke bar at the end of the block, which stayed open all night! To add insult to injury, an Outward Bound group basically had full run of the accommodation (a fact we did not find out until the next day) all got very drunk and started throwing missiles off the balconies into the pool area - the whole experience was terrifying. Four days later we were moved to a new apartment but by then, the holiday was ruined.
madcow_42