To ask for stories about ruined friendships/relationships from holidays

[Spice22]

Just that really. My family is going to Florida with another family next week and I'm slightly nervous. It got me thinking what stories people have. Basically, I'm looking for some Sunday evening entertainment.

When I was 17 or 18 I went on holiday with a group of friends from college, 3 girls and 3 boys, 2 of which were a couple. We were staying in a caravan in the lake district (we weren't normal teenagers obviously!). Just before we went the couple split up but it was amicable enough so both still came. The atmosphere was a bit weird but it was all fine, until she got together with his best mate. 6 teenagers in a static caravan where 1 person was trying to avoid 2 of the others who were attached at the tonsils for most of the time. It made for an interesting holiday!

My mum used to say "if you want to keep your friends don't go on holiday with them".

I've done it a couple of times with my best mate, but never for more than a week so we never reached the stage of wanting to hack each other to death. Much as I love her, she did drive me crackers.

My mum also ignored her own rule by going on holiday with her oldest friend. They'd know each other since they were 14 years old, and when they were about 65, they went to South Africa together for a three-month visit to Friend's family. They had to share not only a room but a bed, and after less than a month they began to realise how different they were.

They wanted to do different things, go to different places. Friend only wanted to go round the shops and my mum wanted to see the country, and if my mum and the son went exploring without Friend then she moaned about being neglected.

Everything about them started to grate on the other's nerves, and they barely spoke to each other for the last couple of weeks.

When they got back they never ever spoke again, so that was more than 50 years' friendship down the drain, all because they realised that at close quarters they really couldn't stand one another.

First holiday abroad with BF and her family when I was 18. It cost a lot of money we didn't have so it was the holiday of a lifetime.
BF met a guy and she ditched me, I had to spend all my time with her mum and dad and her little sister who was 14.
My mum told me to come home with a tan but I was blue Irish and that was never going to happen. I had to stay in the shade. My BF was half Greek and lovely and brown.
I got my A level results - I had to phone home to get them - and they were shit.

It was a life long lesson though as every best friend I've ever had has ditched me when a man comes into the scene.

I never saw BF again.

A workmate cancelled her wedding but as they couldn't get the money back agreed to still go together on what should have been their honeymoon as friends . As soon as they arrived he went to the bar and told all and sundry his version of the split.....and then hooked up with some girl for the two weeks. Everyone was very uncomfortable with the situation and felt they had to choose between them which meant my friend was pretty much alone for the full two weeks (as she was the villain who had called off the wedding .....or that's how he explained it to everyone)

Me and my friend (at the time) went on a weekend break to Paris for my birthday. On the first day she couldn't be bothered leaving the hotel so I had to go out and about by myself. She actually said: "It's not like we paid much for the flights so I'm quite happy just staying here and relaxing." This was a budget hotel, not a fancy one with a spa!
On my actual birthday she came out but only wanted to go shopping, which I don't mind, but not for a whole day. On my birthday. In the afternoon I left her to it and sat in a cafe with my book. We parted at the airport and I have never seen her since! We'd been on holiday together before, no idea why she suddenly went so weird. I did try contacting her afterwards but all messages were ignored. She did have a habit of dumping her friends, I think it was just my turn.

I had planned a quick week away solo in Greece and a ex workmate who I'd see perhaps once a month asked if she could come along too as she'd just split up with her boyfriend. I changed the resort to something less remote as she wanted something a bit livelier than I'd originally planned.
I thought I'd over packed with a small suitcase for a week but she to my bemusement turned up with a trunk at the airport.
As well as enough clothes for a month she had a deckchair packed, an iron and an ironing board ........watching her unpack was like Mary Poppins carpet bag , more and more unlikely stuff kept appearing. My holiday routine was day on the beach , back to the room , clean shorts and t shirt and shower and off out for dinner and a bar. She however would leave the beach at exactly 4pm long leisurely shower and hair wash (usually using all the hot water) then she would select Three different outfits including shoes and accessories iron them all carefully then try on all three outfits, decide which one she was wearing, press the chosen outfit again ,and then an hour on hair , then a while on make up. Needless to say after the first evening I declined to leave the beach when she did and came back three hours later lol. All this for a very casual Greek resort. The crowning moment was heading into a bar and whilst waiting to be served I struck up a conversation with other people waiting to be served (like you do) she was horrified. "You can't talk to them " Me "Why not?" Her "We don't know them "

She was a sweet girl but she was so much hard work. We stayed friends but never ever went on holiday again together. She probably ironed more on that holiday than I did in the whole year lol

I've just got back from an awful week with someone who was my best friend. Not sure now. Think our expectations were just totally different and maybe it was too much time to spend together!

I was on holiday with my then boyfriend. His parents came to the same place as part of their much longer holiday. They took him out for dinner without me, leaving me behind in the hotel!

^^

we went to an AI resort with BIL, SIL and their kids - it was mostly OK during the daytime, but every evening SIL wanted to sit in the bar and watch the entertainment, with all the kids and her DH did what she wanted, we would have rather sat out on the terrace having a drink and letting the kids play about till they got tired, but no. After a couple of days, I ended up taking DS3 (who was 3 at the time) back to the room to sleep, and then sitting on the balcony with a book and a glass of wine - suited me much better, but she thought I was spoiling her holiday.

Obviously we are still in touch as they are family, but we didn't see each other for about a year after that (although pretty much back to normal now)

No my story

Good friend and wife went on holiday with BF couple and toddlers to Spain.
BF wife spoke fluent Spanish (her job).
Got 2 cars at airport and drove to holiday town, park up to shop and pick up acomm. keys.
Get back and my friends car is clamped, BF wife says 'you can't park there it says'. Even though she must have seen when they parked next to each other.
Friend has to go to police station to get car unclamps, BF couple refuse to come as it would spoil their DS routine.
Friend spends hours trying to fill out Spanish paperwork with non English speaking policemen - before random English person comes in and helps them and only takes a few minutes once translated.
Get to accommodation many hours later, BF couple complain they have spoiled dinner by taking so long

There were also issues that they decided they didn't want friends DS to touch their son at all (both aged one) and would scream he was attacking them if he did.

Never spoke again.

I'm starting to think I'm lucky - I go away with a group of mates every year and we've never fallen out. Although I do have to bite my tongue about how long it takes them to get ready in the morning.

Someone posted above about their ideal trip being relaxing and their friends wanting to hill walk. I have to say I'm on the friends' side! I couldn't have handled sitting about being all leisurely at all.

My worst holiday was when a friend and I stayed in her family's villa in Spain. We were fine, it was the horrible other girls that came with us - one of them was a pure bitch and just pitted them (3 of them) against us, for no reason. It culminated in them locking us out of the villa because we wanted to go out after a meal instead of going straight home!

Needless to say we went on our own the following year and had a fab time.

N if you're on here, PIVOOOOOOT!!!!!!

Went with my aunt to visit my nan who lived abroad and who I hadn't seen for years.
Nan met us all at the airport, hugged my aunt and my cousins and blanked me.
I trailed behind them with my suitcase to the car. She still said nothing but was chatting to my younger cousins.
She warmed up a few hours later but it really ruined my time as I can't (still) figure out why she acted like I wasn't there and didn't hug me or even say hello.

I have always had good holidays with friends/ex bfs/DH/family.

My mother on the other hand never stays friends with the people she travels with. Twice I've known her to fall out with a companion on the plane over. One of that times the other person fucked off (rightly so) at the airport and left her stranded as they were going to accommodation he owned. She's massively tight so her having to fork out on her own accommodation for the week/fortnight makes me chuckle. I can think of at least 10 occasions there's been a massive drama and fall out between her and any poor unfortunate she's travelled with. It's never her fault of course.

HOOSE. Was that your Mother in the lift at Gatwick two weeks ago that punched the son in law and had to be held back?

No her only son in law is my DH who would never be in a lift with her

She is a bit punchy, however.

When I was 18 I went on holiday with my best friend. We always used to go out at home and sleep at each others so spent a lot of time in each others pockets.

First night she wanted to stay in, fine... Second night she wanted to stay in, not so fine! I ended up going to the hotel bar and chatting to some people down there. We didn't even have a TV in the room so not like it was particularly entertaining!

Following morning, she's up before me. I woke up and said, you go for breakfast I'll shower and meet you there. I got ready and went to the breakfast place and she wasn't there. Ho hum, I thought! Had breakfast and a slow walk back to meet her at the hotel. Got back to the room and realised her cases weren't there.. WTF. My mum got hold of her mum so i know she had got a coach home. She rang me about two hours later and I said "go fuck yourself" and that is the last word I ever said to her.

I went with a friend aged 19. 1 week self catering in Greece. She brought £200.

Guess who subbed her all week.

A friend (A) invited me & 2 others for a free weekend in her parent's holiday apartment. We had met at a baby group & had known each other for a couple of years - met up for coffees & drinks fairly regularly.

I always knew that one of the other women (B) was a bit high maintenance, but she really acted like a complete princess. The rest of us all made sure to do our, bit (tidying away bedding, going to the shop, doing the driving), but she didn't lift a finger to help the entire time she was there. She was also annoyingly screechy, refused to speak any of the local language (not even a please or thank-you) and made several homophobic & racist comments.

The final straw was the day we left the apartment. We had to clean it as other people were arriving after us, but B announced that "she had a cleaner and as she didn't clean her own house, she wouldn't be cleaning this one". I thought she was joking, but no...she wasn't. While the rest of us cleaned the kitchen & bathrooms, changed the beds, did the recycling & hoovered around her, she sat & blow dried her hair. And then straightened it. And then did her makeup.

The drive back to the airport was rather strained. I have never seen her since.

As an aside, the rest of us have been going on the same trip every year with a different person and it's been absolutely wonderful

Went on a RTW trip with friend at 18. She spent the entire time picking up men and going back to their rooms in the various hostels we stayed in, then not coming back until the following late afternoon before repeating. I was ok in finding other folk to go around with, but was getting sick of it by Australia.

By New Zealand, I lost patience, banged on the bloke's door, told her I was leaving in half an hour because I was fucking sick of this, and it was up to her if she came with me. She didn't. I left.

Found out afterwards that she was so shocked, she went hysterical then changed her ticket and flew straight back to the UK while I was still hiking around NZ and the south Pacific. Not seen her since. Her mum did tell my dad that I should have done it before then though!

Generally I've been lucky (famous last words!) but when I was 19 I went on hols with a very good friend - not BFFs but we did a lot together and got on well. We went to her parents apartment in Tenerife for a week. I'd never been abroad or flown before and had scrimped every last penny o had together to go and was looking forward to seeing some of the island and having a nice time. She'd been loads of times before.

However she didn't get up any morning before 12 noon when I was awake at 9ish and up; she didn't want to go anywhere or do anything; we did go to the beach about 3pm and stayed til 6pm then back to the apartment for her to do her hair have a shower etc. Eventually we'd go out late and she just couldn't decide what to eat - consequently it was 11pm before we even sat down to eat. Drove me nuts. I'm not someone who wants to be doing things all the time type of person but she wouldn't do anything with me and so I ended up on my own for walks. I just didn't have the cash to go on trips etc on my own.

Worst holiday ever. I was counting down the days til we went home from day 2.

Went at the end of 6th form with 2 other girls. I shared a room with one girl and that was fine. The other girl was on the pull out sofa in the living room. Before the holiday she was a virgin but on this holiday, she brought a different bloke home every night and a shagged him loudly. We couldn't even leave our room! We all just fell out over her behaviour and haven't spoken since.

A mate of mine who I got on great with, always good fun on a night out, had a load in common etc. We saved up our pennies and went for a week's holiday of shopping and sight seeing in London. We were staying with a female friend of mine and I reckoned everything would be great.

It so wasn't. My brilliant mate turned out to be a cranky OAP trapped in a twenty-something man's body. Nothing was right, nothing was good enough for him, my friend's flat was too small, too far away from the City etc - plus he wouldn't leave us have a moment alone so we could catch up - nothing naughty - just a "Here's what I've been up to" chat over a coffee was impossible because he wouldn't go anywhere on his own without me for company. Shopping was a nightmare too as he was agonising over every purchase which meant repeated putting things back and leaving the store followed, an hour later, by a change of mind so back to the store again, followed by a protracted "Will or or won't I buy it?" followed by finally buying it followed by almost instantaneous buyer's remorse followed by him blaming me for not stopping him from wasting his money. Sightseeing wasn't great either as we mostly did what he wanted while anything I suggested was met with moans of "Do we have to?" By the end of the week, my friend and I hated his guts and she told me never to bring him ever again. We got back home and he told everyone what a great time he had!

I hung around with him for another year or so but found myself avoiding him more and more as time went on until we were reduced to being on nodding terms and not much else. He told mutual friends that he couldn't figure out why I was avoiding him.

Not so much me, but I went on a city break with my brother and a friend of mine. My friend and my brother didn't get on at all and argued constantly. I took my brother's side - mainly because I thought he was right when it came to my friends idiotic itinerary. He had the most illogical cross-city sight-seeing plan that would have involved an extra couple of days added to our holiday to account for the hours and hours wasted by travelling from Point A to Point Y and then back across the city to Point B before going all the way back to Point Z once more. Madness. We're not friends anymore.

I shared this story on here before.
There was a few of us went away for a weekend,we have been away before and it was grand.

One of the girls was sitting with me listening to the band.We had been up dancing and having a laugh.Sil gets up and joins us.The other girl for whatever reason just turns.Starts calling us names,went to throw a pint glass at us and generally went loopy.

We have no idea what started it.My aunt tried to calm her down to no avail so me and sil went to bed.

Next morning she tried to say sorry to me,i wouldnt accept.We where going home that day and from that day on i never talked to her again.