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.

Because the tantrums and sulks we'd get when we returned weren't worth it. I mean they're still his family but his mum is super possessive of him and it's just stifling.

No I mean... Just you. Leave him behind.

Oh I get you. Partly because there's not good public transport from their part, I didn't have access to a car and it's not known to be the safest city in the world I guess! And I suppose I felt a bit obliged since I was at their place. We will stay somewhere of our own and rent a car if we go again though!

I think Spain has/had a policy of giving very cheap holidays and travel to pensioners in the off season…I’ve stayed in torremolinos in winter, hotel just like that. There was one game old dear that used to bring her own toaster to the dining room & snog the face off any waiter she could grab hold of. Also saw one of the waiters ‘goose’ her & she didn’t bat an eyelid!

Hilarious 😂

I went with a friend on holiday, and my (now estranged) mother insisted we didn't hook anywhere to stay, she knew someone and we could stay in their apartment by the sea. Well we turned up, and the caretaker said no one had told him, the apartment was occupied, and we couldn't stay. Phoned mother who told us just to insist.

Caretaker showed us to an available caravan, which was missing 2 windows, the door didn't close, and it hadn't been cleaned, probably because it was due to be taken for recycling soon! We didn't look much further than the main room, minus windows or working door, and turned round and said thanks but we will find somewhere else..

Walked with our non wheely big suitcases in 40oC heat along the main road in town. No one was around as it was 40oC and they were all sensibly having a siesta. We found a young girl selling fruit from her front yard, under a parasol, and asked for help,or even to call a taxi (pre mobile phones) and she directed us to her uncle's cousins' friend who might have a room.

It was far better than the caravan so we took it. Were meant to be just renting a room,- and sharing a kitchen and bathroom, but no one else was in the flat yet, so for most of the week it was ours. But we didn't use the living room much after the first night, when sitting on the sofa we realised it sounded like something was eating it. Never found out what.

Eventually had a great time, spent most of our time at the beach or at various beach bars, laughing our heads off at the whole experience.

1997 DH working in Hong Kong, me and girls in UK. He and I decided to have a few days together in San Francisco after he had been to a conference there. Two days in he's not feeling well, hotel arrange for him to visit a GP. He has a collapsed lung, must have had it awhile. Had to have emergency surgery to remove crud around his lung (again thank god for travel insurance). Only had a couple of days to recover and he had to go back to HK on his own and then airports/airlines were useless with disabled people in wheelchairs. He took over a year to recover fully, turned out to be asbestos exposure. Only bonus was the girls loved their time boarding at their school with their mates.

Corfu

Haven holiday.

Generally don't mind Haven's but the husband chose a grotty one in the SE in the town my family live. I'm not sure why. If I wanted to go and stay in that area I'd have stayed with family, not wasted a grand in a run down (at the time) park.

Everything about the holiday sucked. DH and I weren't getting along anyway (because of his very unreasonable behaviour at the time) and I was one breath away from divorce by the end of it.

God l love corfu, what happened when you were there

My son slipped in the shower (showed in bath) on holiday a few years ago. It was our first night there he already had a headache and I felt awful he was only 11 I cried. So this year when we went away I specifically took our own bath mat

I hope that he was okay.

Everything, and not in a good way.
We chose poorly. Odd PoW type accommodation, overbearing reps, etc, etc AND food poisoning for the flight home, had to request a seat as near to toilet as possible as the airline refused to let me fly home in the toilet 😔

Hopefully Sydney will make up for this very first family trip abroad that went south

Just planning a 2 week holiday on lake Como. Hope I’ve not made a mistake! Can you tell me why you didn’t like it?

One when I was a kid and had chicken pox was quite bad...sand, hot sun and itchy blankets...not a great combo.

I am sorry ginasevern, your story really made me laugh.
I hope that you all had some nicer holidays.

Oh I have so many travel disasters!

Turkey. Delayed 21 hours on way there. Bf of the time decided to get pissed on Raki once we arrived and started to argue with me about the delay (as if it was my fault?) I ended up locking myself in the bedroom.

The next morning I've come out of the bedroom to hopfully find him more sober but OMFG the smell was like walking into a brick wall. I went to open the balcony doors through my dry heaving and was met with what I can only describe as a giant cow pat. He'd shit all over the balcony and in the Turkish heat it had melted into a 2ft by 3ft puddle and hardened again.

I pulled his sheet back and when I say he was covered I mean I thought he had trousers on when he was infact naked. I can no longer cooe with the smell so thought I'd bugger off to the pool and I needed a bloody raki at this point....

To find he'd shat in my suitcase aswell.

Ibiza. Same boyfriend. Decided to get pissed again. Proceeds to smash the t.v up. I had to pay 600 bloody euros for it. And guess what? He shit the bed again that night.

Tenerife. Same boyfriend. (Can you tell there's a theme here?) Again Decided to have probably 10 too many. And managed to shit all over the walls. It was like a murder scene of feces. (But that wasn't the fact he had been downing vodka for 15 hours straight) Oh-no...it must of been that dodgy curry in the airport !

Poland. A friend's DM suddenly passed away. Needed to be there within 3 days for the funeral. We literally just about afforded flights. Arrived in the North and had to travel to the south. We had to sneak on and get kicked off of countless trains and buses. But we made it the morning of!

The following day he then proceeds to tell me he has to go work away for his father and HE LEFT ME.

I'm now stuck in poland with ZERO money, not knowing a soul. It took me just shy of 3 months to get back to the UK. 37 hours on a coach from Ukraine. Fun trip. Work most definitely did not believe my 'excuse' for not turning up!

Turkey. Traveling solo I got held up with a tazer in a shop and was threatening to hit me if i didn't buy a load of his tat. So I found the cheapest thing in there. Boxes of Turkish delights. To say i must of had 20+ boxes up to my chin is no exaggeration (charged an extortionate amount for aswell) I gave them out at the pool and to the staff.

(I bloody hate Turkish delights! Even less so now

Tenerife. Again solo. So I do activities such as fishing. Met a pleasant enough man at hotel bar first night. Offered to take me out on his boat the following morning. Fantastic! After chatting to a lovely family I go to retire for the evening but decided to just go out for a nightcap. We'll I stayed out until the following morning. Decided in my drunken state sea sickness wouldn't help so thought I'd give the fishing a miss. Ended up staying out again into the wee hours. Next morning I decide to crash on a sun lounger for a bit and on awaking decide to again stay out. (Yes I know its now 72 hours only having a dip in the sea...I'm a munter)

When I've finally got back to the hotel I was awoke by almighty banging on my door.

It was the family, 2 hotel staff and the bloody life guard?!? The dad starts screaming 'where the f**k have you been???'

Turns out that pleasant enough Fisher man hadn't long got out of prison after serving 29 years for the decapitation of a woman and dumping the remains out at sea.

Went to the Peak District and stayed in self-catering accommodation on a pony trekking centre. I was meant to be riding every day, and helping with the mucking out, grooming..etc. I was 12 and it was my idea of heaven!

We arrived early evening, got settled in. Early the following morning whilst waiting for my ride to go out I slipped on a wet floor. A trip to Buxton A&E and then on to Macclesfield A&E later (not quite the sights we were hoping to see) and a diagnosis of a broken humerus there was my holiday over 😭I remember being in absolute agony, and obviously couldn't ride. I couldn't even groom or do other things with my good arm because everything jolted the other arm too much. What was doubly cruel was that was to be our last ever holiday (not that we knew that at the time) and I also lost the ability to ride shortly after

After the very first incident why on Earth did you ever stay with him, let alone go on further holidays?

All inclusive in Majorca as a teenager. Brother was away at uni, so it was me, Mum, Dad and Grandpa. Loud music until midnight every night and windows weren't soundproofed, and we weren't ones to stay up that late. Mum got sunstroke the first day and spent the next two days puking. Dad was his usual charming self, screaming and shouting the whole time (I was sure we'd get chucked out and I wish we had), hit me one day so I didn't go back to the hotel room that night where I was squished in with them on a crappy folding bed that left almost no space to move. Instead I spent the night on the beach with a couple of other teens I'd made friends with and who had their own room so their parents didn't know they weren't in bed. Dad didn't give a shit where I was and made Mum and Grandpa cry screaming about it. He also made horrid comments about other people's bodies despite being significantly overweight himself, and thought I'd like to hear him talk about the topless female sunbathers too.

Food was awful as well.

The one good thing about it was when Dad got called up to do the limbo during the terrible evening entertainment, stupid sod actually tried to do it and cracked his knee and went down like a lead zeppelin. And I laughed very hard.

I’ve had loads. One of the ones that stands out-Cancun, all inclusive, I got extreme food poisoning, abdominal pain was worse than giving birth, couldn’t even walk. Had to seek medical attention. Then it rained incessantly and the hotel flooded, water all coming under the doors of hotel room. Hotel was supposed to be 5 star, awful food and animation was similar to Butlins. Requested a quiet room and were put in a room with a balcony overlooking the nightly entertainment area.

Holiday with BIL and SIL. They just argued the whole time/fell out. I felt like leaving. Was treading on egg shells aged only 18. One night she got so drunk, legged it on the holiday park and i was consoling her (i was new to the family at this point, didnt know them very well). Sure they would split up once back home. Still together today. Its been their story of getting smashed, arguing, making everyone feel uncomfortable in their presence, then the following day, alls right as rain. It got boring very quickly. I once told someone (a mutual friend) about that holiday, saying it was the worst id been on and they found out and had a go at me for saying that! The cheek. Id upset his wife apparently over what id said? Id brushed over most of what went on to the mutual friend tbh so didnt share the half of it. 🤷🏻‍♀️