We've just got back from Florida and what an awful time we had.
Things were not right before we went but we were hoping the holiday would refresh us and make things better. How wrong.
Basically when we got there the stupid car company had messed up and we didn't have a car to get to the hotel. After an hour or so of messing around we finally managed to get on and got to the hotel hot, sticky, sweaty, tired and very, very arsey.
DH started being a bastard straight away. HE wanted to do this and HE wanted to do that, the rest of us basically had to put up and shut up.
Anyway the major incident that sealed it all was that I wanted to go to Miami. He didn't. He had the car so either we both went, or nobody went. It erupted into a massive row where he eventually decided I could be a selfish bitch and go so we drove down there. 2 hours to get there. When we got their we parked up and went for some lunch. When we got back to the car, the window had been smashed and the glove box raided etc.
DH went off on one at me saying it was all my fault, I should never have insisted on going to miami as its crime ridden etc etc. All the while we're getting VERY dodgy looks of a group of 'young men' who looked very much like gang members. They could have been the ones that had done it, I don't know. In the end, I walked away and said I'd meet him back there in half an hour. He kept the kids with him.
When I went back, he'd gone. Car and everything, gone. I phoned him and he said "you hate my company so much, see how you manage on your own".
I had no money, just a credit card. So I walked around completely clueless, lost, hot, headache ... an OBVIOUS tourist. Finally managed to find a hire car company, after faffing around for over an hour I managed to hire a car for a one way drop off. So I got the car, tried to drive out of miami and got lost. Ended up in a dodgy as hell neighbourhood, was so bloody frightened of where I was, looking around me that I bumbped into the back of a car at a traffic light.
The bloke dived out of the car absolutely livid calling me an english snob etc and I was terrified. I tried explaining the insurance would pay up but he wouldn't have it. I tried to call the police and he took my mobile off me and smashed it onto the floor. Then 2 other men got out of his car. I honestly thought I'd had it.
The psycho man then said to me I could either stand there are be a target practice for them for walk away and leave the car and my bag in it.
I chose to walk away and lost everything.
Very long story short, we're now back home and he hasn't even apologised, is just acting all smiles as if everyone had a great time.
I could have been killed and he doesn't give a shit, just says they were probably just trying to scare me.