To ask for your worst holiday ever?

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We’ve just got back from what I think was our worst holiday ever.

It rained heavily for 6 days out of 7
The kids fought all day, every day
I had to keep logging on for work because of a crisis situation
We went with my parents who made every excuse not to spend time with us and basically just took themselves off for lovely day trips without us. They didn’t lift a finger to help
Me and one DC both got D&V
The pool at the villa was absolutely freezing with giant bugs in it so nobody wanted to do any swimming
Our flights were delayed there and back

We actually went somewhere really beautiful and I’d been looking forward to it for months. The trip cost so much money and I honestly have never been so happy to get home.

I would love to hear others stories to make me feel better!

@VaddaABeetch
A similar thing happened to my mum's friend- she was in her 50s and for 30 years had been going on holiday abroad with the same friend every year. They always got on well. The final time, the friend didn't tell her that she had got involved with a man 30 years younger and he came to the same resort in a hotel round the corner from theirs. Friend spent all her time with the young man and mum's friend was left on her own most of the time. She never had anything to do with her after that.

My last holiday wasn’t terrible except for the woman with some sort of god knows what disease who coughed, spat, spluttered and hacked her lungs up all night long for 7 nights. I hated her so much by the end!!

I was just looking tonight to book a holiday I can’t really afford with 3 very young children. DH is putting the pressure on for us to go this summer as the DC are ‘missing out’ but this thread confirms my fears 😄

Florida several years ago when the kids were 10 and 12. I caught a rotten cold and was dosing myself with the American version of Beechams, but they knocked me out and I wanted to sleep all the time. DH was bunged up due to different food/not drinking enough water and took some laxatives to get things moving. The kids wanted to go to Crazy Golf and when we got there I felt awful and sleepy and just got in the back seat of the car for a sleep. DH and kids got their clubs and balls and set off, but DH had taken too many laxatives and they suddenly worked. He dashed for the toilet and kids waited outside for half an hour listening to him groaning and wailing. Meanwhile I woke up covered in sweat and couldn't get out of the car because it had locked itself and the child locks were on. I climbed into the front and slipped and fell onto the gear column.
Looking back it was hilarious but at the time I wanted to go home.

@Noisecomplaint going away with young children is rarely worth it

I didn’t think it was a great idea! We can afford it if we do nothing for the rest of the year…

I have 2 under 3 that do nothing but run away and cry!

That's not really very fair though. I am sure she wished her holiday had been different too. Being exhausted and fed up is fine. Hating her for her poor health is shitty

This has made me honk laughing!

Just after Covid. Big family thing.

BIL and SIL were in the middle of splitting up (unbeknownst to us) and they openly HATED each other. Very awks. Plus very intense after lock down.

Also it rained quite a bit.

Jesus, @VWT5 , that’s really bad luck! Why did they refuse you boarding after all that wait?

I got 87 mosquito bites on the first night, then DH got poison ivy, then the motor fell off our boat leaving us stranded in Lake Ontario, then my mother’s dog bit the Airbnb owner on the face 😱

She needs to say a doctor, it sounds like she has an eating disorder

I am trying to think of which was our worst holiday, as a couple with my DH, and it was probably Morocco. When we got to Essouria it wasn't as bad but in Marrakesh it started with the taxi driver guiding us on foot to our Riadh and then complaining that we hadn't tipped him enough. As we had just arrived we didn't have anything smaller than the equivalent of £10 and ended having to give him that. Being hassled all the time with people trying to rip us off, a young lad spent all of 30 seconds pointing which way to go at a junction to get to the well known gardens when we looked slightly lost, then told us to F off when we didn't give him any money. In the main square, the snake charmer tried to insist that we held the snake but then tried to demand £20. Everyone kept asking us if it was our first time in Morocco, now know that we should have said no because were were a target for scammers and rip off merchants.

After returning to Marrakesh from the coast we worked out the route to the square, and marched through the Souk with our heads down, not making eye contact with any of the vendors, then we got in the taxi and said "Airport please and this is what we are willing to pay". A bloke I knew who used to be in the Army said he had travelled all over the world and Morocco was the only place he didn't like.

Other misadventures were ..
when we went on holiday with a couple who we were friends with but not besties, they turned out to be totally incompatible with us, working to a strict timetable, being very uptight and with no room for spontaneity. To make matters worse we breakfasted each morning on our beautiful balcony on the Amalfi coast in our Air BnB but I can't remember it now without thinking of the male friend's bollock falling out his Kevin Keegan style shorty shorts when just he and I were sitting there one morning, ugh!

Or the time when I broke 6 bones when I crashed a summer bobsleigh and ended up spending 3 nights in a German trauma unit and being airlifted home on Ryanair?

For our 25th wedding anniversary we went on an extended camping trip around France but our 10 yr old 120,000 mileage car broke down, - firstly the starter motor broke in an underground car park but we got that going and the mechanic advised us not to let the engine stop during the next leg of our journey. We then found ourselves in heavy traffic and heavy rain, and realised the clutch was going too as were having to lift it up with our feet.

Limped to a hotel next to a retail park where we walked across to McDs for tea and I had a bath in brown water, watched Death in Paradise in French, and got flea bites from the bed.

Thanks to the Nationwide (Flex account insurance), the holiday wasn't a disaster as they arranged recovery the next day and put us up in a gourmet hotel far nicer than we could have afforded (we got a lovely breakfast provided but had to eat dinner at the local caff), whilst the French mechanics took several days to look at our car and decide it was beyond economical repair, then they provided us with a hire car. So happy memories!

Flew 13 hours with a 6 month old and 2 year old. 6 month old was sick at the airport, didn’t think too much of it. The norovirus became apparent on the plane when the two year old started throwing up. Other passenger wouldn’t let her into the toilet ahead of them. Other passenger, DH and the air staff were projectile thrown up on. DH and DD landed wearing airline pjs as their clothes went in airline biochemical waste. The children were sick for 3 days straight to start with. We were in a non English speaking country where we didn’t speak the language, so didn’t know what to do. Baby almost had to go to hospital as couldn’t keep down fluids. We then got the bug and started throwing up. I got over it fairly quickly, DH didn’t. Basically wouldn’t leave the hotel all trip. I’ve never been so glad for a hotel with a washing machine for towels. Flight home fortunately uneventful 😂.

found the same when I was in turkey. Not only did they leer but some reached out and touched me on occasion. Also got food poisoning from the hotel. Place we stayed was super tacky and just full of Irish and English pubs. Never again.

It was just utter chaos at Stansted, 20,000 people affected they speculated, I think aircrew would have been out of hours so after delaying they had to just depart.
I gather it was worse with Ryanair, apparently they just took off at the scheduled times - but with empty aircraft as passengers were stuck for hours in the crush is what we heard.

This also cracked me up and I could picture it in my head!!!

These have given me a laugh!
Mine was one August in Majorca. It was our first holiday abroad in years. Weather was beautiful for weeks leading up to it, I spent so much on new swimwear and some lovely dresses for the evening. All of a sudden the day before we were due to fly, the weather forecast changes. We were only there for 5 days and all 5 the rain was torrential. They shut the pool, hotel staff told us it wasn’t safe outside due to the winds and the roads flooding. I never realised how depressing it is being stuck inside a hotel bar area with 90% of the other hotel guests while watching sun loungers be tied down outside the window 🤣. There was nowhere to go, nothing we could do and it just did not stop raining. My low moment was crying in the room because I was so cold and fed up 😂.
What really put the cherry on top was that it cleared up the day we flew home 👍.

This is me right now! At a beautiful villa with a pool (not Majorca), weather has been late 20s and glorious sunshine for weeks and was forecast the same this week, then literally the day before we came it completely changed to grey skies and rain forecast for every single day. Beautiful weather seems set to resume the day we leave...

Trying to tell myself it doesn't matter, location is still beautiful, we've had some lovely food etc but truthfully I'm so gutted.

Still not my worst holiday ever though, that was probably one year in Spain, pre DH and DD that I started to feel a little dicey in a super posh and expensive resturant, had to stop to throw up several times on the car journey home and spent the next 4 days in bed feeling like absolute garbage. Then when I felt better it was time to come back!

It’s one of the reasons I’ve stopped going to Majorca. Beautiful island and I’ve never been as unlucky as you weather wise buts it’s just so changeable. Last time we went we had 2 days rain out of 14 and tbh that was enough. Hotel was great in that they put lots of indoor activities on but if I’m not baking on a sunbed I’m not happy.

My brother went to Portugal in May a few years ago and the weather was dreadful. So bad they had to go out and buy essentially winter clothes as they were freezing. They spent an absolute fortune in the games room to keep the kids occupied all day and on their return his BIL while waiting to be picked up from the airport fell over his case and broke his arm

For those who have been moaning about the Lake District, the clue is in the name. It’s the beautiful and stunning scenery that you go for, the lakes themselves and the fells. Not the very touristy towns in the main.

And there are some stunning restaurants and lots of lovely independent and chain places to eat out or buy food. Some people are quite odd.

The Maldives with exH & young DDs. The exH wanted to go specifically to swim with hammerhead sharks so was gone off scuba diving most days. The journey to get there was so long. The island was infested with giant - I mean GIANT ants that bit our DDs all the time. They were everywhere - in the restaurant, the beds, the spa. It was horrible. Our ‘beach hut’ overlooked a ‘service island’ that was so incredibly ugly & we were awoken every morning by a really loud call to prayer. The beach was eroding so there were giant pumps and tubes all over the place to try to prevent the entire resort from disappearing. To top it all off my youngest DD tripped and hit a chair resulting in her having to have her head stitched up … oh and it cost a fortune!

Went to Fez and Tangier with a male friend, got the ferry over from Spain...friend was blond haired, he got non stop attention and harrassment from the local lads for sex etc and when he wouldnt buy a fake dvd or some other crap, the lads decided he was jewish and hurled loads of abuse ! friend stayed in hotel for 2 days and i brought food back and then we went to essaouria and had a nice time.

Most of the 3 week holiday in Singapore and Bali was great, bit of an adventure but when we changed locations to go to a nearby island we were dropped off from a very overcrowded boat on the wrong island, we were meant to be at the another island which was joined by a bridge… managed to get on an open jeep type taxi and sat on suitcases and drive to the bridge. The bridge was like one you would see in a film about prisoners of war being marched from camp to camp in high humidity. We were a party of 7, two 70 year olds and a baby in a buggy amongst us. We were dumped off on one side of the bridge told to walk across and another cab would take us to destination… well my life flashed before me, sheer drop one side and a plethora of motor bikes, scooters, mopeds and adapted motor bike carriers with wide loads on them. Wheeling my suitcase over very, very bumpy ground , I was waiting to be swiped into the water. I kept my eyes on my daughter in front who had the buggy and just hoped everybody else was following.
We did make it, another open back jeep, hot, sweaty and stressed, to the next accommodation which had building work at the front and a closed cafe BUT we moved next morning to a fabulous spot with bungalows on the beach.
As I say everything else was grand but that walk will never leave me!

Club Mac?

Worst holiday ever (so far). DH booked it. First thing, no beaches.
The food at breakfast was German meat slices...and smoked cheese slices.

But the entertainment was sitting at tables with a man and an organ, playing Blue Spanish Eyes and Una Paloma Blanca.
After the first night we bought strong cocktails which rendered us numb enough that we found it all funny.