I despise caravans.
With. A. Passion!
I've had 3 caravan holidays.
The first I was about 11 and my mum spent most nights getting drunk on diamond whites, and I remember having to walk back to the caravan on my own and my step brother was really creepy.
The second I was about 13 and my dad had his friends stay with us and all they did was shag and shake the caravan from side to side.
The third was a couple of years ago and all I could see everywhere were parents drinking while the kids were entertained by the newly pubescent redcoat wannabes magicians etc.
I just HATE it!
I'm totally stuck up not stuck up, honestly. I love roughing it in a field in a tent, or 5 star all inclusive. But caravans, even the word "caravan" strikes fear into my very soul!
So, I came home tonight, and hubby says, DS1 has been invited to go on tour with us and his football team..... for the weekend....... in a fucking caravan.
So..... AIBU or are there other people out there who HATE the rickety gull infested sheds?