The funniest thing about this holiday was the fact that none of it
was really funny. He hoped they might laugh about it in years to
come, but now it was all quite sobering.
The plane had been delayed by six hours. Not the end of the world,
but when they eventually took off there were no refreshments. They
also landed at a different airport than the one which was advertised.
That involved a two and a half hour journey on a coach with a toilet
that couldn't be used due to a blockage but which made the entire bus
– with no air conditioning – smell of poo.
They'd arrived at the hotel at 3am and had to knock on the door for
twenty minutes to get in. Then they found there was no room for them
as the hotel was still under construction and they'd fallen behind.
They had been moved to another, cheaper, crapper hotel that was over
a mile from the beach.
Terse phone calls to the travel agent had resolved nothing and they
wouldn't either. Unbeknown to them the travel agent had gone bust.
They'd be lucky to get home.
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