What is the worst holiday you have had?

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I will start. In 2023 i went to the haven caravan park in Berwick. I stupidly forgot to pack a shower mat and i slipped while getting out of the shower. Anyway i had to phone an ambulance as i could not put any weight on my right leg. At the hospital the doctor asked me to stand up. I could put a bit of weight on my leg but i fell again when i tried to walk. My knee just gave way. I still shudder when i think about this holiday.

I mean your post about the nuclear power station trip from your work. The Portugal trip sounded very nice, my kind of holiday!

Romantic mini break with my fiancé (now DH) in Barcelona. We had a flight with a layover in Frankfurt for some reason and I picked up food poisoning from the airport. Spent most of the trip in the hotel bathroom - which was one of those super chic ones with a frosted glass door/wall.

He married me anyway

I have remembered another one. In 2003 i went on a school trip to France. The food in the accommodation was dreadful. The soup tasted of washing up water. On the way home everyone started throwing up.

Just got to the end of this thread, oh how I've laughed, and recoiled and almost cried!

I've been really lucky in comparison. Couple of lost suitcases.

Very mild but, in lanzarote airport I trusted meself to collect the bags while partner went to sort out the car.
Got my suitcases and promptly picked up another man's bag instead of partners.

Got to hotel (only 15 mins from airport) had to wait ages to check in so decided to change into shorts.
Partner opened his case in reception to find old man slacks and shirts and his bright blue snorkel was nowhere to be seen!!
He drove back to the airport in the horrors. His bag was luckily still there. I sat in hotel reception for 45 rattling, thinking I'd ruined his holiday.

God, I love holidays..after reading this thread I think il continue to avoid Turkey, Egypt and Bulgaria.

Boating holiday on the Norfolk broads. Scenery was beautiful, but we were sharing a boat with my parents who bagged themselves the decent "proper" bedroom, and we ended up wedged in the back room with me, DH and 4 year old DS2 sharing a small double and a single. DS1 (9) ended up sleeping on this weird bed in the lounge.

It just wasn't nice. The bathroom was also awful. I spent all of my time downstairs entertaining DS2 as he was (is!) clumsy and couldn't be trusted on the top of the boat when it was moving.

Parents have tried to convince us to go again (12 years on!) and it's still a big fat no!!

The Uzi was. The Kalashnikov terrified my mate but I was more "FFS, here we go again!". It was like that photo from the Killing Fields in my mind 🤣

Morocco I came to being carried up the stairs. Headache for a week. Didn't have time to be terrified, I was sparko.

The dogs were.

All I ever remember of Mexico was that night 🤣 it was the delicious chicken and Lime soup in Tulum.

This one deserves to win an award 🥇

Brace yourselves. This is long. Algarve - over the New Year. Went with another couple. Woman turned out to be a hysterical traveler - had to be first in line for check-in Desk for first flight out of the day but not even flagged as being opened! She got arsey because I hadn't put tags on my luggage to identify my full name, address, DoB, blood type, next of kin, Dentist etc. I said people do trawl airports to clock obviously empty properties and had put labels inside suitcase plus would get luggage tags on check-in. She got her way and was first at check-in. Guess what - her luggage was the only one missing at other end. Despite airlines assurance they would deliver (when found) to our Villa she insisted on us staying in the airport until last UK inbound flight had landed. Unfortunately, she was the one that booked everything. Her boyfriend was the only one of us who drove but she refused to give him the details of the car rental pick up or even address of Villa. Eventually got going. She would only communicate to him by scribbling notes to me on scrap paper - which was mostly about how much money her 'lost' underwear was worth. On arrival at this gated complex we we were greeted with a welcome basket e.g bread, coffee, tea, olive oil, fruit, butter, preserves etc but walked to nearby shop to get stuff for dinner - all starving by now. Ex-husband and I spotted beautiful corn fed chicken only to be told by panicked boyfriend 'you can't get that!'. I asked why since she ate meat - he replied yes, as long as it's not identifiable. I said bugger, that, I'll butcher it rather than spend loads more on pre-prepared chicken breasts. Once back at the ranch - ex and I got started on marinading chicken for BBQ, prepping salads etc only to hear sounds of breaking glass and running. She'd broken bottles of beer - by the POOL (spent a fortune to ensure heating was on pre-arrival) - torn his T-shirt he was wearing leaving nasty scratches because if she didn't have clothes, why should he? Then she went through my stuff to see what she could use. Later that night she barged into our room to say she had to stay with us because he was going to kill her - nope - he was meek and had fallen out with all his family because of her. My dominant hand was getting twitchy by this stage and was fighting the urge to 'subdue' her - she had a choice of another two empty rooms to lock herself into. Lo and behold, Her bag was delivered early next morning. By then, she was reconciled with boyfriend but he was instructed that he wasn't allowed to speak to us. We actually had a nice New Year's Eve that night by accidentally crashing local Golf Club's party; I think they took pity on us. Needless, to say we rescheduled Flight, we're out of pocket and never spoke to her again. She was completely off her rocker. I'd just emerged from a fug following a very traumatic experience which she would have been aware of.

My mum is trying to convince me to go on another caravan holiday. I am never stepping foot in a caravan again.

We stayed at a similar standard of 'hotel' in Kos in the 1980s - jeez it was grim.
We called it the House of Horrors and it was so bad we claimed compensation from the tour operator. We noticed that the hotel didn't appear in the brochure the following year.

A static caravan is great for two adults - proper double bed, use the child-sized bedroom as a walk-in wardrobe, two huge sofas to lounge on - and about 1/4 of the price of booking a cottage.

North Wales. Everywhere was tatty, boring and overcrowded. Nobody spoke to us apart from to tell us off in a cafe for going to sit at the wrong table. The guest house's bed made my back ache terribly and I had a gallbladder attack after eating some garlic bread. We did visit a really good fossil shop/museum on Anglesey though, so that made up for it.

The holiday itself wasn’t too bad though it was tacky as hell but coming back from the Bahamas 20 years ago a huge storm descended on the airport and all flights cancelled. Waiting there for about 12 hours, thousands of people, all the food ran out. The airport then “closed” but we were told all the hotels were full so we (and thousands of others) were literally moved to an empty hangar to spend the night. I vividly remember the palm trees blowing horizontally in the wind and just the NOISE of it all. We were only trying to get to Miami for our flight to London which had long since gone.

very early morning planes started to take off and we left and the turbulence was indescribable. Then arrived at Miami before the immigration staff had started their shifts so were trapped on a bus for two hours. Eventually got in and got rebooked for a London flight that evening and had to wait around all day- no hotels available. got home on the 3rd day with no sleep all that time and I’ve never been so exhausted

My worst holiday was about 12 years ago. I went to Teneriefe with my husband and 2 friends. My husband was being horrible and we argued all the time. One day I caught him texting someone and he admitted it was a woman he was having an affair with! I had no idea up to this point and had to spend the next 3 days until our flight home sharing a room with him. I was devastated and heart broken but he carried on texting her! We had been married 30 years.

I'm 60 now but was 17 at the time. I went on one of those 18-30 holidays (yes, I know I wasn't old enough but they didn't seem to care) to Morocco with some mates. It was called Camp Africa and we had these tiny stone huts with little thatched roofs that just about squeezed two people in. You couldn't swing a hamsters let alone a cat!

One day my friends and I went on a camel ride that finished with a beach bbq. The food must have been off because I got the most awful tummy upset. Next day was a coach trip to a little market square. Before the coach even arrived I knew I needed the loo. I've never clenched my buttocks so hard! I had to sit on the steps of this small cafe while the others went to look around. At one point I thought I'd try the cafe toilet - the only public toilet in this tiny "town". It was worse than vile. No toilet paper, toilet was blocked and there was shit smeared everywhere, so had to go back to sitting and clenching. I've no idea how I made it back to camp but I felt very ill. Reception gave me some tablets to stop the diarrhoea.

A couple of days later there was a fire and the thatched roofs of some of the huts were ablaze. We had to grab passports and evacuate in the middle of the night but were fortunately allowed back when it had been dealt with. Before I went on that holiday I had some new jeans at home to return as they were too small. I'd been so ill that when I got home 10 days later, they were too loose!

LOL, I googled the place and managed to find a photo of the huts that someone had posted years ago. They were as bad as I remembered 🤣

Peru although it was a fun in the end.
Stranded in an Amazon town due to a plane crash in Lima.
Riot police were called to the airport
Was a convenient in town so loads of people stuck had to share a room with four others and a bed this was a s8ngles holiday.
Main luggage had been left in the captain due to creepy crawlies and a boat transfer to a lodge. Every thing is hot and steamy even rinsing clothes out they would not dry.
Back in the capital was a major crash when we finally wet to get the homeward flights home four days late.
Check in stuff at fist claimed I had missed the flight and not rebooted.
Plane very delayed as an earthquake had hit Colombia the interchange airport all sorts of checks had to be made.
Then back in the UK we were not allowed to deplane until the police had been on board to arrest some one.
Passports were checked as we got off and sniffer dogs.
Did really enjoy most of it werdily had been talking to a chap in the same tour but different plane about disaster movies it all came true bar one.That was the call is there anyone that could fly a plane he was a pilot himself. Pretty glad we were on different planes.

I just don't think that caravan holidays are right for me. I never really enjoyed them. I just end up cooking when i don't fancy going out. In my experience the food on site tends to be expensive crap. I just think that if i have got to cook i might as well stay at home. Yes i have gone to restaurants off site. I just can't always be bothered to trapse out for a meal when it is chucking it down.

Maybe we had the same week! It was freezing cold, and the wind....I keep thinking I should give Norfolk another chance but it's unlikely to happen.

Oh no we went to Norfolk last summer and it was blazing sunshine and wonderful! Don’t write it off

Self catering in Portugal in May in an apartment. We got upgraded to a massive apartment that was that seemed to be made completely of marble. My baby had just started to pull up and cruise around the furniture I was a nervous wreck that he’d fall. The weather was pretty pants too.

@MoonWoman69 we actually were staying in apartments in Carvoeiro - we did have supremely shit weather which didn't help and my H who is a fussy devil didn't rate any of it at all - I do think sometimes it can be the general vibe of a whole holiday that can put you off and maybe if I went back on my own I would now find it perfectly ok in all honesty!!

Also a haven one and not far from the Berwick one. Haggerston castle. Caravan windows had gaps in them in the bedrooms so my husband 2 year old and I slept on the couch. The whole place stunk of wet dogs, the other clientele were chavvy.

we didn’t stay the full time we’d paid for

@BilboBlaggin I remember a friend of mine going to Camp Africa with her boyfriend in early 80s, she told me it was primitive and the toilet was a bucket because the usual ones were out of order. One occasion she was crouching over it when a snake appeared and slithered over her foot. She said it was a good job she was over the bucket.

A hotel in Greece, advertised as “small and friendly” which was taken over by a large extended family booking of around 40 people. They anctively tried to exclude other guests from all the communal areas, let their feral kids piss in the pool and were pissed by 11am daily.
Wr’ve never done a hotel based holiday ever since.