Vacation Horror Stories #365

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

My worst vacation experience happened one spring break when we went skiing with our church youth group. Since we're from Texas (which lacks both mountains and snow) this ski trip has become an annual tradition. It started with an incredibly long and boring 14 hour drive to Ruidoso, New Mexico, which was only bearable because I knew that the next day I would be enjoying myself out on the slopes (or so I thought). Well we arrive up there, and we spent the first night and get ready to ski the next morning. After waiting needlessly at the ski rental place, we go to the hardware store to buy snow chains because it's snowing like crap outside. We then wait another hour while the people in our other car put their chains on and then we finally start the 45 minute long drive up the mountain. However, we hadn't gone to very far up when we see some idiot driver who ran off the road because of the snow. We could have easily gone around the wreck, but the sheriff had to come and park right smack dab in the middle of the road so we couldn't get by. But we make it up to the ski area eventually and I go off and do my own thing. By now, its snowing really hard and it's 15 degrees and super foggy. But I just have the brilliant idea of going to the top, which requires about a 30 minute ride on 3 different ski lifts. Well, it's foggy as hell up there, so I don't see any great panoramic views and plus I nearly freeze my ass off. When the day is done, I'm sunburned and I have a nasty headache. I wake up the next morning feeling horrible with a fever and a sick stomach. I forfeited skiing for the day so I could stay at the lodge and "rest." All I really did was puke and feel like crap all day long. Although I'm basically better by dinnertime, I'm still not completely recovered so I didn't go skiing the next day either. I'm felt pretty good but when the people who went skiing come back this one kid tells me how he threw up in the van on the way down the mountain. Pretty soon after that, 3 more people are sick and I have to spend the night on the floor upstairs in the "non-quarantine room." When we leave for home the next morning even more people got sick and our progress is extremely slow because we have to stop about every half hour so someone can get out of the van and puke. (Keep in mind that this is a 14 hour trip.) Well we're about 8 hours from home and this one girl who had gotten sick earlier in the day was throwing up so much that she was all numb and was getting dehydrated. Well her mom freaked out (with good reason, I might add) and we went back to the nearest town and checked the girl into the hospital there. She ended getting like two IVs or something so we had to spend the night in a hotel in this west Texas town out in the middle of nowhere. We finally made back home the next day and then I realized how my entire spring break had been wasted either being sick or watching all my friends get sick. Out of the 20 of us that went, only 4 didn't end up catching the virus at all. And the worst thing is, they blamed me for getting them sick since i was the first one! Because of this bad experience, my friends and I have vowed never to return to the mountains for spring break; we're going to the beach. - Josh from Texas

Vacation Horror Stories #63

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

I went on a lads holiday to Mallorca which on the whole was a good laugh. However, one night we went to a jazz bar where we met a couple of girls. I ended up chatting to one of them till the bar closed and she asked if I wanted to come back to hers. like many blokes I accepted. Back at her place we had a few more drinks and ended up kissing on the sofa. She said she wanted to take it upstairs so we headed to her bedroom. Once up there, I quickly removed all my clothes, but to my shock she burst out laughing. Foolishly I asked her what she was laughing about, and she told me mine was the smallest she had ever seen. I was so embarrased. She eventually told me she was tired and told me to go. The next day I saw the same girl on the beach with a load of her friends. when I walked passed they all begun to laugh and asked me how the little fella was. I will never forget that holiday for all the wrong reasons. Samir, London -

Vacation Horror Stories #298

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

Me my mom and my sister went on a skiing trip to CO with our church group. At the hotel they have a hot tub with a deck around it out in the middle of the snow. Being from texas we all took advantage of the snow and started throwing snow balls at each other. As my mom was dodging one she steps off the deck and into a hole causing her to fall. She had to be rushed to the hospital with a broken sholder bone. ouch! she didn' t even get to skii and worse she had to sleep sitting up for the hole week - Sue

Vacation Horror Stories #303

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

My girlfriend and I were planning a trip to Orlando Florida to visit some of her family and a friend of hers in August of 2004. The plan was to get a rental car, stay with her friend in Orlando the first two nights, and drive to her family's place in St. Petersburg for the last night, then back to Orlando to catch our flight back. This looked flawless on paper... and it was, but do things EVER turn out as we plan? Of course not. Hurricane Charley decided this would be a good time to hit Florida. Our flight was one of the last ones to make it into Orlando, which unfortunately meant that my girlfriend's friend's flight would not be making it in from Seattle where she was visiting a friend, which meant we had no place to stay our first two nights there. Finding a hotel was rather difficult due to all the people fleeing the coast from the hurricane. After a brief panic and a long search, we finally found a place that was maybe 3 miles down the road from Disney. So we got our rental car, getting completely drenched by the rain that comes with hurricanes and headed to our hotel. After a long wait in traffic, we finally reached our place. Once we got settled in, we decided to go get something to eat so we headed our looking for a restaurant, but every single place was closed because of the hurricane. We finally found a little Chinese take out place and got our food after another long wait (I honestly think this was the only place open on the whole strip). The next day was relatively easy going, we only managed to have a little bit of car trouble (apparently I did not realize your key won't start the car when the wheels are locked...) before we went out to buy our Universal Studios passes. The passes we got were 2 days passes with 1 day already used, so we had to wait in line at Universal Studios for a good half hour to get new ones that would actually let us in. Once inside, it rained off and on for most of the time. When we left that night to go to our car, something was wrong; it wasn't where we left it. After searching for 45 minutes in the garage and almost calling the police, we realized that we were on the wrong level and our car in fact had not been stolen. So the next day we headed to St. Petersburg to stay with my girlfriend's great aunt and uncle. When we get there we drop our things off and say hi, then slip out as quickly as we can to go to the beach. When we get there, we couldn't find a place to change so we take turns playing the "look-out" while we change in the car. She changed first, then me. As soon as I got out of the car, my girlfriend shut the door... which is great but it was locked and the keys were in my jeans that were inside the car. So we walked around until we could find a phone book, a place that would let us use their phone, and a locksmith that would charge less than $80 to come unlock the car. We finally found a relatively cheap one and sat and waited in the hot sun for them to show up. Later that night, my girlfriend's aunt and uncle insisted on me staying in a room with her 92 year old uncle (in separate twin beds) and my girlfriend staying with her aunt in their king sized bed. Early the next morning, her uncle started having heart trouble, so my girlfriend's aunt rushed him to the hospital and we followed behind them after we got ready and spent a little while there. All in all, we never knew where we were staying and never got to see the friend we had gone down in the first place to see. It was definitely an interesting trip! - Brian and Katie

Vacation Horror Stories #39

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

About a year ago, my friends and I decided to go to Halloween Horror Nights at Universal Islands of Adventure in Orlando. I had never been before so I had no idea what to expect except haunted houses. We left in the afternoon just before rush hour traffic so we could make a clean drive to orlando. About 2 hours into the drive a nasty storm passed over causing the roads to get wet. While being young crazy friends, we were talking and goofing around when the driver was distracted and ran over a piece of rubber from a tire. When she hit it she went out of control and off road. we ended up getting stuck in a ditch for about 2 hours until the tow-truck pulled us out. After we got over it we finally got to orlando and arrived at the hotel that we had reservations for. since we had a traffic problem, we were runing late and they said we were in the computer as no shows and they already gave our room away. after an hour of arguing over that ordeal they finally gave us a room sinilar to what we paid for. the next night we finally got to go to the park and basically be scared all night. I was soooo excited! all was fine and dandy after we went through a few haunted houses. once we hit the 3-D "fun house" full of clowns that pop out at you, things changed. the scary, sharp teethed masks really scared the crap out of me so 2 seconds into the house I had my head burried in someone elses back and just tried to get through it. towards the end of the house I looked up only to see a huge clown face staring right into my eyes with a chain saw reving up behind me..natural reaction I screamed and ran out. as I ran out the clown had accidently steppend on my pants that were loose for comfort and they got ripped all the way down the side seam and up the butt crack. so scared I paid no attention and ran out with all showing. after that I had to buy a pair of shorts so I wouldnt be so exosed. the rest of the night I stayed away from any other houses. I dont think ill be going back there any time soon! -

Vacation Horror Stories #287

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

I just want to let you know how bad my honeymoon was, I got married on Sept 4, 2004. I contacted the travel agent and planed a trip to Jamaica, I did not know any thing about hurricane season, I asked the travel agent was this a good time to travel to Jamaica and I named some other Island. Well off we went to Jamaica for seven days, the first day we got to snorkel and the next day we went to the water falls in Monte Togo bay. Well now here comes the hurricane that had us trapped us in the hotel for four nights, we could not do a thing, the first night of the hurricane we had to pack a night bag with our personal belongings, they asked us to pack our travel documents and keep our suit case in the bathroom and shut the door in case the hotel was destroyed our things would be in one location locked up.. That night we had to go to the ball room of the hotel where we had to sleep on cots, there where over 500 or more people sleeping in the ball room, every where you looked there was some one in your face snoring or just being loud or just nervous. This was my first hurricane that I experience with me and my husband. We could not return to our room until they gave us the okay. We could not take a shower until the next afternoon because the hotel had no hot water and the water supply was shortage. The night of the hurricane the wind was so loud the hotel put boards up on all the windows and the loud wind seem like they where tearing down the board, some of the windows where broken. The next day we got to sneak out the hotel and got to see how the hurricane ruin the vacation site. The beaches where corrupted with black sea weed, the beaches where dirty from everything that washed up on the beach. All of the planned itinerary where cancelled so you where stuck in the hotel trying to find the next plane out of Jamaica. That was also horrible we had to stay two extra night because there where no planes flying out and they had to clean up the streets. We finally got a plane to leave you had to call and get a confirmation to get on the plane, I had to have my mother called from the states to get us on the plane, When we got to the airport it was horrible, it was so crowed and you had to stand in line for over two hours just to get to speak to a flight attendant. When we finally got up to the line the flight attendant was like I don't have you leaving for this plane and there is no way of finding out because our computer system our down and this plane is full. We where like you are getting us on this plane here is our confirmation number and you need to find a way to get us on this plane, It took them another 30 minutes to get us approved. The plane did not take off for two hours after we got seated on the plane, We got to the airport at 10 am in the morning we did not get home until 1 am in the morning, I had to take another day off of work and we had to pay for two extra day of parking at the airport, Two extra days for a hotel.. This was the worst trip of my life and just to mention this was my honeymoon that I will never forget a way to start off a new marriage. Me and my husband where so frustrated with every thing we started getting annoyed with each other. We need to plan a new honey moon vacation. We were stuck in Jamaica for nine days. - Anonymous

Vacation Horror Stories #245

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

This summer my dad got back from war in Iraq and for celebration we went to Outer Banks, North Carolina. We had been there for two hours and I went out into the surf and got pulverized by a wave, and broke the two big bones in my leg. I was rushed into the emergency room and I was given tons of x-rays and the doctor came out and told my mother that I had broken my tibia and fibia!!! And for the rest of vacation I sleept and laid on the couch!!! I had a cast up to my hip!! - Anonymous

Vacation Horror Stories #379

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

So I'm on my fourth year of visiting St.Thomas, Virgin Islands with my best friend and her family. At this point I'm 17 years old, one year away from being able to drink legally. After seeing all you can see on a small island resort for four years straight, things tend to get tense amongst the party. The first day I was calling home to my parents and boyfriend saying how I wanted to come home. The next day I woke up and my throat was swollen almost shut. It stayed like that for the rest of the week. On top of that, I think we chose the week with the most amount of rainy days. It was nice probably about two. So it's finally time to leave and I can't wait! I pack up all of my stuff, pretending to be sad about leaving and throw it into the taxi. On the way to the airport, the taxi breaks down, we have to call another taxi and switch and as I step out of the car I step into a huge pile of green lizard poop! I had flip-flops on! I wiped that off and got into the other taxi. As we approach the airport I see tons of people standing outside. When we finally get some news from some of the bystanders we understand that there has been a volcano eruption and no plans are allowed to fly out. YAY! Another day in hell! So we threw all of our stuff onto another taxi, paid for another night at the hotel, and got really drunk. Attempt number two: we arrive at the airport and are asked to get onto a scale to weigh ourselves, first clue to the type of aircraft we would be taking. We walk outside and see a 10 ft long play-toy train we are about to board. On the way over, the guy in front of me passed out, the plane shook the whole time, and we were over water for the entire "flight." This plane took us to Puerto Rico in which no one spoke English and all of the workers were on a lunch break. We finally get a hold of someone who spoke English and he asked for our I.D.s at which point he then ran off into the back somewhere. I thought, "Wow this is great I will have to live in Puerto Rico." Finally he comes back and gives us everything we need, we boarded a huge plane with firstclass tickets and only 8 passengers, what a reward. Oh it doesn't stop there though. We get back to Pittsburgh and wait for our luggage. Never arrived!!!! - Danielle, Pittsburgh PA

Vacation Horror Stories #323

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

This is about our terrible vacation from hell. We as in Charlotte, Brooke, Mikey and Julie went to Naples Florida.We went to stay with our cousin. We were to have a great time but of course it never happened that way. The first couple of days we just stayed home and enjoyed my cousins company and had fun at his house. On the third day we went to the beach. We had stayed all day and enjoyed the beautiful sunset. The very next day Mikey woke up with this terrible fever and a severe earache. I tried Motrin but it didn't even help. So I called the insurance company to see where I could take him. I took him to the hospital and the doctor looked at me confused. He said" there is something in his ear." So he pulled out a piece of paper that he had gotten from the ocean. The doctor was so confused it had ocean water behind it and some sand. They gave him some medicine and sent us home. We got his fever to break and his ear to quit hurting. We went back to the beach. Well it got dark real quick so we were only their for about 1 hour. When we were leaving it started to rain. In the paper the next day it said that there was a water spout on the beach we were playing at and it had happened right after we left. We were glad we left when we did. Well we decided to stay away form the beach for a couple of days. Mikey decided to spike another fever.He also had a rash all over him. So I decided to take him back to the hospital again. Well of course I had the same nurse and she told me oh no its not you again. I of course said " Yep its me again." Well wouldn't you know it it was the Chicken Pox. They thought it was sand fleas at first but the doctor decided it was the Pox. He had the shot and so did Brooke but she didn't get them. We took him back to the house and gave him more medicine. The very same day is when it all happened.Cousin Bob came home from work and got his shorts on. We were making dinner and he came in the house from being on the back porch. All of a sudden he said "Im not feeling well." He fell straight to the floor and started to shake. I called 911 and told them to get there soon as possible. They asked me for directions and I told them listen im on vacation. My mom gave him CPR he was dead. She brought him back to life and the ambulance showed up. She was beating on his chest and told him he was dying while she was there. She brought him back to life. They took him by ambulance to the hospital which was my third trip there. My mom had to stay home and take care of the kids because I had to follow the ambulance. I get to the hospital. I was in the waiting room, in comes this girl and she sat down besides the phone and was talking about getting some drugs . I got up and ran over to the other side of the room. I could not believe all of this was happening. The doctor cam out of the ER to talk to me. He told me that Bob had a heart attack and that he needed surgery right away. I need to make some decisions. I told him that he needed to call my mother and talk to her about all of this. I didn't know what to say or do .She told them to do what ever was possible to save him which I did say that too. They came out to get me before he went upstairs for surgery. I went back to see him and they rushed me out because he had another attack. They take him upstairs for surgery. So I had to sit and wait. They told me that he only has a 5% chance of living and that I need to make some decisions. I was like don't even ask me call his Dad in PA and talk to him. He went threw the surgery with flying colors. I was never so glad to get back to his house. On the way home from the hospital for the 3rd time his car overheats and his defrosters quit working and it was raining. I had to stick my head out of the window just to see to get back to his house. We went to see him the next day and everything was good the doctors told us. The kids just wanted to come home by that time, I was really ready to. We decided to go to the beach one last time before it was time to come home.We knew that Mikey was fine and Bob was ok too. Well me, Brooke and Mikey were out in the ocean pretty far and it was very windy that day We were talking about the starfish and all of a sudden we hear this horrible scream " GET OUT OF THE WATER IT IS A SHARK." So I grabbed the kids and ran as fast as i could. All i could see was my mother white as a ghost sitting in her chair yelling at us to get out.Well by the time we got to the beach we found out it was just a huge Manatee floating threw the water. It was the size of a tractor trailer. Boy we were all very scared though. Now it was time to come home I don't know how much more one family could take. We decided not to go back to the beach ever again. We went to visit Bob everyday . They moved him out of the ICU but we just wanted to go home. We started to pack our stuff we were leaving in 2 days. The last day we never even left the house. We were afraid too. My mom decided that she had to stay an extra 2 weeks to help Bob out he lives by himself. Its time to get ready to go to the airport. I just wanted to come home and so did the kids. We get there and sign in and give them our luggage. We go upstairs to get a drink and watch the airplanes take off. I checked our departure time and it kept getting longer and longer. So I went downstairs to talk to the ticket agent. He told me that we would never catch our connecting flight in Charlotte NC. he told me that we could go to Philadelphia and catch a connecting flight from there, but if we leave Fort Myer's airport and miss our connecting flight would someone pick us up there. I said" Are you crazy we live 45 minutes from Pittsburgh no one is going to pick us up in Philadelphia. He told me that was the best he could do. So we got on this plane. We just wanted to go home. We were on this plane for about 5 minutes when they came over the speaker that there was banother delay. The people that were on this plane had already been on there for 2 hours. We got back off of this plane that we were only on for 5 minutes and went to the ticket agent and told him that he better do something for us before i exploded. He told me that we could have first class tickets for the next day. So i had to go back on the plane and get our stuff off of it and call my mom to send someone to pick us up. Bobs friend picks us up and takes us back to Bobs house boy I was glad to see my mother again. We got up the next day and the sun was brightly shining. We grabbed our shower and had breakfast just in time to get ready for the trip back to the airport. We packed up the car and said our goodbyes again and off to the airport we went. We had been through so much we just wanted to go home. We get there a little early so we knew that nothing could happen again. So we check in our luggage and go to walk up to the desk to verify we had a flight that day. I was standing in line when this guy said to me " Your standing on the wrong side of the chains", well I told him" I'd shut the hell up if I were you, were you here for 6 hours yesterday NO but I was." He just turned around and I tought buddy you don't want to mess with me we have been through enough. We get everything taken care of and get to board the plane. We get to sit in first class and they treated us like gold. Mikey could not even sit with me he had to sit beside us in the next row. Everyone was on the plane and the pilot came over the speaker and told us what we had to do then he said " I'm sorry there has been a 45 minute delay." I just couldn't believe it. When we were at the airport they called us The Griswolds. We finally get in the air and are on our way home. We finally land in Pittsburgh and we of course were the first ones off of the plane. My sister-in-law was waiting for us there and I could do nothing but cry. I was never so glad to see anyone in my whole life. Well needless to say we have never been on vacation again and never will. - Julie, Charlotte, Brooke, and Mikey.

Vacation Horror Stories #135

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

In Sept of 2003 I flew down to Las Vegas to see my Grandparents that lived in AZ. We had the whole week planned we were going to spend a few days in Vegas at the stratusphere and then drive down to AZ. From there we were going to go to Laughland, NV and Lake Havasu, AZ - check out the London Bridge and go water sking. Sound pretty fun and exciting right?Well, we spent the few days in Vegas, it was really nice, we were going to go to a show but my Grandpa wasn't feeling to well so I just went down stairs and gambled for a little while instead. I was just happy to be with my Grandparents so I was just happy to be there. A couple days later we drove to AZ and hung out at my Grandparents house. My Grandfather told me to start working on his boat so that we can take it out, I was all about that, later on that night we went to Laughlan, NV and was there for a couple of hours. On the way home my Grandfather was having problems breathing, I asked him if he was alright and he said he would be fine. We arrived home and as my Grandma was checking her answering machine my Grandfather called for her in a panic. Of course I stopped what I was doing and ran into the other room and asked him if he was alright. He shook his head no, and then I asked if I needed to call 911, once again he shook his head no... I looked at him and his eyes were starting to pop out, his lips were turning blue, and he was loosing color in his face. At this point I picked up the phone and called 911. My grandparents lived in the middle of the desert in the middle of nowhere, although they did have neighbors the closest hospital was half an hour away. I then left my grandma with my grandpa and ran for help. The ambalance finally came and took him to Needles, CA where they informed me and my Grandma that my Grandfather may not live through the night and they were transporting him to Las Vegas, NV. So, we jumped in the car and drove to Vegas. At our arrival, I talked to the security gaurd at the hospital and demanded that my grandma could see my grandfather. While Grandma was with Grandpa I was walking the streets of Vegas looking for a vacant hotel which I couldn't find. Went to every casino on the strip and off the strip. Finally I found this Ghetto hotel. Sheets wern't clean, bugs in the bed, locks didn't work... But it was a place to sleep $99 a night. Sleeping in the truck was out of the question because it was like 120 degrees outside.That whole week, we spent at the hospital, all of the family ended up in Vegas sitting by my grandfather. My grandfather was finally doing better and told me to go home. Because I had to return to work the next day. I asked him if he was sure, he said he'd be fine and go home. So, I was getting ready for my flight and on the news they said that there was a plane crash (Like 2 hours before my flight) I get to the airport board my plane fly to Portland, OR and go to my friends house. I finally get to bed and fall asleep, my cell phone rings. It's my brother he is on the phone crying. I asked what's wrong and he says "Grandpa Died" I was like your not funny man! So, I jumped in my car first thing in the morning picked up my sister from school (Both my parents where out of town) Dropped by work and explained to them the situation. And drove back to AZ. Get down to AZ and there is a big family fued going on, my Great Aunt (Grandpa's sister) Almost hit my mom, my brother almost kicked my Great Aunts Butt, my Grandma was confused, everyone was emotional. My father had to do the services, while my Great Aunt was shooting him dirty looks.Finally when all that was over, My brother and I started home... It's like a 20 hour drive so it's a lot of driving so, we stopped in the Bay Area, CA to see family and to get a driving break. Then the next morning we started driving again. Both of us had been through so much! I was following my father and it looked like his tire blew so I had to have him stop at a busy Highway -- while pulling out I was almost killed by a semi truck. The bad vacation doesn't end here guys it only gets worst. My bro and I finally cross the Oregon border and I drive through this cloud of dirt/smoke... Then on my left hand side I see this body over the gaurd rale.. (The radio was playing "Let the bodies hit the floor") At this point I had been through so much that I thought that it was my imagination... my bro says pull over! Pull over there is a dead body on the road!!!! I said you seen that too? I pull over my brother jumps out of the car... Runs over to the scene and then runs back to me and says Jen its bad -- you know more medical stuff than I do I need your help. I then run over to the scene... There is a person in the car and another on the road! (DOA) I look at the one of the road, she was decaped the one in the car was still alive... After the emergency vehicles arrived we started home again, and I returned to work the next day, and wouldn't you know it. Some dude tried to commit suicide in the parking lot and my boss died. At this time I was singing another one bites the dust! Anyways that was my "Vacation" Started out as a really relaxing time into a very stressfull time. But it is a vacation that I will never forget that is for sure. -

Vacation Horror Stories #362

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

Okay so my family and I went to the beach for our vacation, so it was our last night there and so we decided to park the car on a street and spend some time on the boardwalk, because we had rented a house and we had to be out of there at a certain time. So we spent like 1 and a half on the boardwalk so my dad tries to go and find the car, BUT he misread the street name, so my mom my brother my other sister and my other sister and myself were waiting on the boardwalk for my dad to pick us up. So we wait for about 3 hourse, so my mom starts crying and so do I thinking my dad was passed out or something [high blood pressure] but my excuse for crying was " I was cold and wanted to go home", [lol] because no one else besides my mom and I were crying. So then my moms going crazy saying Laurie [my sister] has no feelings because she not worried. So we go to the police station on the boardwalk, and the police guy says there was no reported accidents. So we wait another 30 minutes and my dad FINALLY comes back, says he couldn't find the street name and had to use someone's phone! My moms face was all blotchy and we got back at like 3:30 in the MORNING! - Anonymous

Vacation Horror Stories #289

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

During spring break during April 2004 I was on vacation with my mom, my best friend, my cousin, and my niece. While on vacation my mom was sleeping in really late, falling down, and dropping her pocket book. I called my father one night and told him about mom falling on the kitchen floor. He informed me that the next day when i was supposed to get my hair cut, my sister would be showing up to take our mom to the Emergency Room. He was drunk of course and the whole thing really upset me. My best friend pulled me out into the hall when i started crying. We couldn't tell mom of course. So, we went upstairs to the vending machine and ate junk food. I ate so much junk that i got sick. We put my niece to bed at a normal time, mom was already in bed because she slept a lot. The rest of us stayed up till 3am. At 5am I got a phone call from my sister so I could let her in the room. We ordered mom out of bed after she said the doctors couldn't do anything for her. My sister and I took mom to the ER. My brother inlaw stayed with the other girls for the day. By that afternoon we found out that our mother had a brain tumor the size of an orange. I also found out that I have a half brother upstate somewheres by my father. While we were moving mom up to another room in the Hospital she tried to escape through the code blue elevator. My sister and some strange man had to wrestle her back to her room. Mom didn't have a clue what was going on and doesn't even remember that day. During the rest of that week I stayed at four different houses. That day marked the beginning of our mom's terminal illness and me living in two different households. The rest of that day I was emotionally numb from so much happening and lack of sleep. I went home with my sister and slept on her couch. How is that for bad? It was the worst day of my life for sure - Georgette

Vacation Horror Stories #327

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

Several years ago, my parents, my sister and brother, and I were getting ready for a trip to Wildwood. I think this was the first time I was going to Wildwood in a long time, since I think the last time I went was like before I started kindergarten. Anyway, the vacation didn't start out great to begin with, as we all had to pile in a van with about a thousand suitcases, pillows, and blankets, and had to endure this for like 2 1/2 hours. Finally, once we reached our destination, I wanted to scream, "Land!" and kiss the sacred ground, but I decided not to get all melodramatic. I thought everything would get better after that, but obviously I was in for a shocker. Well, we lugged all our baggage in our house that we rented, so it felt more like we were moving rather than enjoying a week-long summer trip. So finally a little while after that, my dad decided to take us to drive us to the beach, and the trip wasn't too long since we were pretty close. But once we got there, there were all jellyfish all over the sand and in the water, so we weren't able to enjoy it and decided, in really bad moods, to go back. But once my dad tried to park back in the driveway, the rear-view mirror was too close to the hard wall and it snapped off! So my dad was yelling like crazy and trying to do everything to fix it. So by then, I knew this vacation was going to be more like a trip in hell. And it didn't get much better after that. My dad wanted sugar-free syrup at this restaurant, and he knew they had it, but the waitress kept saying she couldn't get it for him, so he ended up giving her a $1 tip, and then he ended up losing his favorite pair of sunglasses while boogey-boarding at the beach! Sure, it seems like everything happened to him, but it wasn't much fun for us, either, especially when I, who already had a fear of water, decided to try to swim under this wave, but I didn't realize how big it was, so when I went under, it overpowered me and flipped me backward three times, so now I'm even worse of an aquaphobic! You might think we were finally glad to go back home, but the packing up and sitting in a car with all this miscellaneous stuff around me for another 2 1/2 hours wasn't exactly a joy ride. - Jennie.

Vacation Horror Stories #372

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

I was on spring break with my friends and we were in California since we have always wanted to go there, (and we wanted to go to the price is right). So anyway, we get to the California airport on Wednesday, and we get our things and head for our hotel room. After that we decided to go explore the town first. Well as were walking down the street, it starts really raining HARD! So we ran to the nearest diner and went in side. They had a TV in there and the news was on, and they were talking about a flood warning. We didn't worry though. But we ended up having to stay at the diner for 3 hours because of the rain. After it slowed, we took a cab back to the hotel. Well, we were on the top floor of the hotel, and the hotel wasn't very grand lets just say that. Well we had to take the stairs up and when we got onto our floor we stepped into about 2 cm of water! We just kinda starred at each other. We went into our room only to discover there was a leak in the celing! ALL of our stuff was wet and so was the beds and the furniture! We freaked out and ran down to the lobby! We complained to the manager, and he said he had told one of us at check in that the celing had a slight leak. (He told my friend Rita who took the room because it was the only one left.) Rita "forgot" to tell us about this little setback. So we all started arguing and blamed it on Rita. We eventually went back up to the room to gather our soaking wet belongings. And wouldn't you know it...all of the hotels within 10 miles of where we were were booked! So here we are, 5 girls in an unfamiliar state, with only enough money for the things we planned on buying and nowhere to go! Well we needed a place to stay because it was supposed to rain again. So, the bright mind I have came up with a brilliant idea! My other friend Gina who is slightly overweight could pass for a pregnant person. So we went to this big luxurious hotel and I ran inside freaking out (being the wonderful actress I am) acting like my friend was really sick because she was pregnant and we needed a room. I argued with the manager for a bit but he eventually let us use a reserved room since I told him wed only be there for one night...And he let us stay free of charge!(that was the only good thing on the trip). Well, our trip to go to the price is right had to be put off because my friend Sienna got the stomach flu! So we were stuck! We decided to leave 2 days early because of our bad luck. Well, the day we were leaving another rain came. And we got stuck in traffic for 3 hours! And we missed our flight! So when we FINALLY got to the airport, we had to reschedule, and ended up waiting another 4 hours for our flight, and the whole time Sienna was barfing! How great is that?! Well, on the flight home,we hit major turbulance! And that made Sienna barf even more, and made Rita sick too. The whole way home sucked! And when we got back to our airport in our state, we discovered my car had been stolen! I wanted to cry! ( I did cry!) We had to rent a car, and drive the 3 1/2 hours back to our houses. So yea, our spring break SUCKED! And that was probably the WORST vacation EVER! And I had to replace a lot of my things because most of it was damaged in the "freak" water misdemeanor. - Brittany from Indiana Hello, my vacation in Wildwood was the worst ever! Well, when we got to our house and got settle in I got a shower and when I went to get dressed I knew I forgot my suitcase! All my stuff was in it! So IM like okay........so the whole trip I wore my sister's clothes but she only had 2 outfits for me to ware and they had to last 2 weeks. So that what I did then we went out to breakfast and my Mom like don't let that ruin your vacation! I said your right. But when I didn't let that ruin my vacation something else did. At breakfast our waiter came out with my dads coffee but trip burring hott and spilled it right on my last outfit. Oh yeah and no washer down there! - Anonymous

Vacation Horror Stories #361

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

Okay, when I was in grade school, the graduating 8th graders got to go on a trip as a reward for spending 9 yrs in 1 school.. ok, so i am a total control freak, and i cant stand roller coasters or rides like that.. so of course we go to cedar point!! so we drive there, in a cramped minivan, with my friend and his mom and annoying brain sister and his cut herself girlfriend, and the drive is started at 5 oclock in the morning!! but i had my best friend, but that girl is a total strange o, she was sleepin all the way!! so we get there, and i have to put on spf 65 cause i am like irish and i hate the sun being so much a vamp, and it was so damn HOT!! and all make fun of me cause of the lotion and i still get burnt!! then we get there, and the ppl divvyed up, me and my best friend and 2 guys, one being so frickin fat i didnt think he could ride and the other being the guy i rode in with... mind u, he ditched his girl 2 go w/us... then we go to the back of the park, and they start to get on rides, and i end up sittin there for mosta the time... then i finally go on and FREAK OUT!!! i hate roller coasters, and i was hot & i wanted to go on a water ride... so we go and walk around all day, and im burning more and i keep puttin on lotion... ok, then we go out to the van to eat lunch, and i have to sit on the hot black cement, and then we go back in... we finally are to go on a water ride, but then they all run ahead of me and i was in there just wonderin wat happened to them... they went on the water ride!!! i was so mad, but bein a spineless person, i kept my mouth shut... then when they had finally got off the water rides, i had gotten tired of waitin, so i went in to the little gift shops, and droppes $50 on stuff for my fam cause i had nothin else to do but walk around alone lookin like a loser. OK, then i finally call my mom, and i lie to her and say that i had fun and rode rides... i got good at lying... then we go to the hotel that was a MOTEL and it was supposed to have an indoor pool but was outdoor and i wanted to go swimming... but it was a little too cold.. then stupid tim had to push his girl into the pool... she had her period, and it leaked all over, and she was all dressed. i had to share my tampons with her... then, we go to breakfast the morn, to cracker barrel... that sucked.. not a good coffee place at all. then we went home, where on the way, we watched a movie in the van, i fell alseep... and they took a polaroid of me... now it is on the net, somewhere out there... it sux!! and i got home, had to lie some more and then go to freikin Target where i saw ppl i knew and i was burnt to a point of rawness... that va/ca sucked. - Tabitha

Vacation Horror Stories #209

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

This is not a vacation, but it is, anyway! My name is Jon and , living in Ohio, I do a lot of hunting. Last year my dad decided we should go down and visit my cousins the same week as deer season! Normaly we have to go back to school the Monday after Thanks Giving, but over break some kids broke into the school and ATTEMPTED to burn it down! Luckily the janitor was there and called the fire department. The fire was put out, but there was some serious damage to part of the school. We were out for 2 and a half weeks while they repaired it. That gave us time to go and visit. Well, thankfully deer season is the same in southern Ohio as it is in northern! My uncle hunts and so do my 3 older cousins, but the younger one (who I call devil child) is only 8 and isnt really into the whole hunting thing. So my mom and sister stayed (shopped! YUCK!!) With my aunt and cousins (little girl age 10 and devil child) and they "visited"! Well, the 3rd day out I got a HUGE 12point buck! Biggest I have ever gotton! Of course, devil child was fasintated with it and wanted to go hunting the next day, with me. He hates me, I hate him, plain and simple! Down there we are allowed to get 2 bucks, here we are only allowed one. I took him out, early the next morning and he whined for half an hour because he was hungry. His own fault, he should have eaten before we left. I told him that if he didnt shut up, I was going to put antlers on him and shoot him. Needless to say, he didnt say another word, and for two hours we sat there, waiting. I could tell he was getting bored, and was about to take him home, when another huge buck (only 10points though) stepped out of the trees! Devil child grabbed my gun and started shooting. He missed the buck, but hit me in the leg 3 times! He dropped the gun and ran after he saw what he had done. It took them an hour to find me and I had to have 2 surgeries on my leg. I was in a cast for about a ;10 months, in fact I got it 2 months from yesterday. Now everytime devil child sees me he runs and hides. I think Im going to change his name from devil child to fraidy cat. I think he still remembers my threat. Dad said no more hunting with him and I agreed completely. I am hunting agian but I dont think I will ever get the chance at 2 huge deer in less than 24hours. My leg still hurts and mom says it always will, but I will hunt until I die, just not with "dangerous" kids (or ones who are evil!! lol)! thats my HORROR vacation! -

Vacation Horror Stories #266

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

I was on vacation last summer with my family. My dad, mom, me, and my two brothers went down to Emerald Isle, North Carolina to go to the beach. We were also going with our cousins, who brought their bikes along. One morning when I woke up, I went to the lower level of our duplex, and my mom and dad were missing. It turns out that they had gone for an early morning bike ride down the road. That must have been the bike ride from HELL. As they were riding along, they came upon a small intersection (this was on a back road) when a car pulled up. My mom was riding up front with my dad behind. My mom got startled from the car and stopped suddenly. My dad didn't anticipate the suprise stop and hit his brakes real hard. The bike stopped and he flung forward and got a face full of pavement. So my mom rushed him to the ER because he was bleeding really badly. He came back early that afternoon with stiches just abov e his eye, all over his nose, and on his cheeks. He reminded me of Rocky from ROCKY II after the fight when he is all bloodied up. It sucked! - Heath

Vacation Horror Stories #300

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

When I went to Eureka I went to go camping in the Redwood forest. The ride took like 5 hours, and I went to a little place to get coffee and hot chocolate. when I got my hot chocolate I burnt my tongue ,and I dropped it all over my pants it hurt so bad. Then my mom wouldn't buy me another 1 ,and I felt icky the whole rest of the way until we got to our campsite.I decided to ride my bike because I was bored when I came down the hill I fell into a ditch and my knee caps were all bloody. Then my mom had to put some ointment on ,and it stung really bad.That night we where roasting mash mellows ,and I was roasting mine I burnt my finger it hurt like heck.The next morning I had mosquitoes bites the size of quarters, and guess what my mom had to put some ointment on me ,as you guessed, it stung.Then we decided to stay in a cabin to avoid the mosquitoes.Then we relaxed in the cabin on the nice comfy bed.Soon we ate dinner it tasted nasty like food out of the garbage ,but my mom made me eat the garbage food.Yuck! In the morning we had a TV dinner, GROSS.When the afternoon came we went to the river I made a friend I forget his name.Then we found a cave on the other side my mom wouldn't let me go.When I decided to go fishing I went to take a bathroom brake.When I came back my fishing pole was gone I saw something bubbling in the water I wanted to rip my hair out.On the way back I dropped a huge rock on my pinky finger I screamed soooooooo loud that I think that my voice was heard from 8 billion miles away.Then we went to bed that night I could not sleep because I heard a bunch of immature teenagers making stupid noises all night.In the morning I looked like I had a hangover.We were going to get ready to go to a new cabin I was playing horse shoes with my friend and he said 'happened to you look like you had a hang over'' I said' teenagers kept me up all night''.He said you look horrible said'' thanks man''.So then we went to the new cabin and it smelled like poop everywhere.There was a playground and when I went on the slide it was wet and I didn't have any more cloths left ,and there was no dryer. Finally it was time to go home ,and on the way back we ran out of gas ,and we where stuck on the road for an hour.We were Finally home ,and the first thing my mom says is ,now you have to do your chores now honey, be good ok then I'll give you your allowance of 2 dollars ,that's alot huh,,just perfecto - David, CA

Vacation Horror Stories #259

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

My bad vacation was when we went down to taupo in new Zealand. The batch we own was on a huge farm. It was raining. It was muddy. Car got stuck. Police came accusing us of stealing the car, and then farmers came out throwing stones at us, horriable when all was cleared . The farmers were sued and we won all their land. What a fab day. - Sarah

Vacation Horror Stories #374

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

me and my friend aim decided to take a spur of the moment road trip. we didn’t really have any money the friend who we were going to stay with wired us 75$ we were driving my rent-a-car I had received due to a car accident [my car was totaled] we set off at 5 in the evening heading to tampa florida from lexington kentucky. as soon as we were about to hit the interstate I got a speeding ticket for going 13 over the limit. it didn’t phase me but I should have taken it as a warning. we set off anyway. we were making good time when we hit tennesee the traffic was awful due to road construction. I drove the shoulder and made it threw the traffic which was estimated at 4 hours, in one hour. as soon as we got out of the jam I was pulled over again for speeding. this time 18 over the limit. I took it in stride and pressed on. everyone had told me alanta georgia was the worst to drive threw. but I did great. taking all the turn off's myself with out any help. we were still making great time. [most likely due to my led foot] we hit the tampa turnpike around 7 in the morning. as soon as I saw the turnpike sign. I was stopped by the police again. my 3rd speeding ticket in 24 hours. not to mention in 3 different states. he was nice about it. sort of laughed it off after I had told him my story. no sleep spur of the moment trip. he told me he had already called the ticket in so he HAD to give it to me, that if I had told him all of this before. then he wouldn’t have issued it. he clocked me going 105 in a 70 zone but marked it down that I had only been 12 miles over the limit. so we made it to my friends in tampa who agreed to let us stay. as soon as we got out of the car all hell broke loose and me and this guy ended up getting into a fight. it ruined the entire day. I was going on no sleep for 24 hours and I had just gotten my period. so we hung out drank a little went to a strip club. I blew off the fight and decided not to let it get me down. my friend [who I was fighting with] would not let it end. he kept telling me I should apologize and that I was wrong. so I got upset and started to cry. I said I wanted to go home. we resolved the situation and went to sleep. the next day was just as worse. me and this guy and my friend I had brought fought all day. so I decided it was time to leave. my friend who we were staying with had originally said he would pay our way back. I told him to give me the money so we could leave. he told me to wait until the next day. but I was pissed off and wanted to leave right then and there. so we just took off. left him at home. me and my friend aim had no money no gas no cigarettes no where to go and we are like 900 miles from home. so I told her lets make a sign and sit by it and see if anyone would give us some change. enough at least to get cigarettes. if anything we could steal gas. so we made our sign sat down by it and waited. the first person to talk to us was this guy mark [aka mark the mark] we told him our story and what had happened. he was about to agree to help us. when the gas station manager came out and told us we had to leave. [keep in mind this was on easter sunday] the gas station manager had a cross around his neck. I said if you believe in jesus then you would let us sit here and find help. if I saw a man on the side of the road who really needed help I would help him. the gas manager said it was illegal and we had to leave now. so I went off on him. I called him every name in the book. I told him he was hiding behind christ and jesus knew that. that he was going to hell because he was a hypocrite. so mark the mark told us to go wait at a restaurant and he would meet us over there. to make this section short he bought us cigarettes dinner filled our gas tank up and gave us 100 bucks. and we didn’t do anything! he really just wanted someone to talk to. so I talked and aim [the bod] sat there looking pretty. we left him where we fount him and headed home. no speeding tickets going back. but as soon as I get home. my boyfriend kicks me out. he has my stuff sitting there waiting for me. my mom says its what I deserved. I pretty much came home to the biggest reality check ever. this was by far the worst vacation of my life. p.s I have since recovered and swore off any spontaneity. now I throw myself into work and will never leave home with out back up money and resources to talk myself out of tickets. - Anonymous

Vacation Horror Stories #56

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

It was the summer of 2003,and I was going to Summer Camp (RKY Camp) for the first time...well it said in the brochure that there'd be a canoe trip involved.I thought itd only be a day,but nope the oldest girls have aFOURday canoe trip in the middle of nowhere.And I can barely paddle,am deathly afraid of water,can hardly swim and have a bad neck for carrying heavy packs.So as soon as I hear that it's 4 days,I go "CRAP!".Then it gets worse.They strip us down to the absolute BAREneccesities,no hairbrushes,no walkmans,no more than two changes of clothes,no soap,no antiperspirant.So I went "GREAT,now I have to get filthy and stinky for four days with no hope of cleaning myself off." We got up at 6 am to go,it was freezing cold in the morning and because we were up so early didn't even get a hot breakfast.We arrived at our spot and started loading canoes,off we went...by the time we pulled up to our first rest stop we had been paddling for hours,and I had a massive blister on my thumb that hurt like hell.And the counsellors said to wait before they gave me a bandaid.After lunch,we kept going.Halfway across the bay,the sky got cloudy and the wavesVERYrough.As I said before,I'm VERY afraid of tipping into water and can barely swim (even though we had life jackets I was still scared),so I'm just about the only one who's freaking out and everyone's looking at me like I'm a weirdo.By the time we got to our camp site,I'm exhausted and just want to crawl into a tent and get the hell out of there.It rained on and off the entire afternoon,as soon as I put on my rain poncho it'd stop,I'd take it off and it'd start raining again!I also had a very uncomfortable night with my sleeping bag on the ground,with my neck I needed something for cushioning and even using my clothes it didn't work.The next morning,turns out I accidentally left the tent door open thinking I was closing the window in the pitch darkness and everyone's mad at me.We had cereal for breakfast,but with POWDEREDmilk.I was brave enough to try it,what do you know powdred milk really does nothing but turn purified lake water white.It tasted disgusting,but I had to eat it.We THEN had a very long,hard and terrible portage.It was all uphill through rough terrain and thick with mosquitos and blackflies.Halfway through I'm hardly able to walk from the weight of the heaviest pack of all,the equipment pack,strapped onto me.A couple things start falling out of it,as soon as I reached down to pick them up more fell out,until I screamed "I DAMN HATE THIS!" and refused to move,throwing the pack onto the ground and sitting in the middle of the path about to cry.Then a counsellor comes along and carries it for me,and what do you know I was about 100 metres away from the end of it.But once we got there,it turns out that two girls got heat exhaustion and a canoe almost drifted away into the lake.So we're sitting for about two hours,exhausted...then I realize I have sap in my hair.Without a brush,it's HARDto get it out.I had to unbraid my hair and dunk it in the lake,then use a twig to pick it all out.Then I lost one of my elastics and had to go around with my hair loose and getting all messed up until someone lent me a rubber band. But that wasn't the worst yet.Our campsite had been visited by drunksand they had puked everywhere and left beer bottles on the ground so it smelled terrible.That night was also freezing for the middle of July,when I woke up our breath was frosting and I had a terrible stomachache.The counsellors had nothing for it,so I had to sit hunched up against a tree,clutching my stomach and whimpering for an hour.Then I threw up about three times with barely a breath in-between.I felt horrible all morning,because the stomachache kept up and I kept throwing up until lunch.Then on the third night,we arrived at a nice campsite in a gorgeous area.it semed real nice,until we got scared shitless.We saw a feral COW while sitting around,and ran like hell from fear.She didn't do us any harm,but she scared the crap out of us.The next morning I woke up with my stomach even worse,and the sun had barely risen so every1 else was still asleep,and it was pretty cold.I was wearing a military combat sweater and was still shivering in addition to wanting to lay down and die with my stomachache.I finally decide that I'm not going to let this go on,so I grabbed a nalgene from around the fire pit,chugged it down,and ended up sticking my finger down my throat to throw up.Well,luckily it worked and after that I felt fine.We had to paddle through a VERY shallow swamp-like lake for most of the day,and our arms were pooped by the time we reached the end of our trip.Then,it was 11:30 in the morning.BUTthe driver didn't come until SIX pm,so we were there six and a half hours,plus it rained for about an hour.The only good point though,was that a very nice lady saw us and brought us pop,granola bars and cookies to eat and let us use her phone to call the camp.The scenery was beautiful,but INEVER want to go on a trip like that again!! -

Vacation Horror Stories #275

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

Last summer, I went to this amusement park in Pennsylvania. It was 5 girls and my brother. Well, needless to say it was that time of the month for all 5 of the girls. We were all soo grouchy and didn't even want to be there. The weather sucked, so we barely got to go on any rides. To make it worse, it started to rain when we got into the water park, and then my brother's girlfriend got her keys stuck in her car. Her dad had to bring her a spare set! We all just wanted to leave, and I have to say it was the worst day of my life! - Laura First...i was having the best time any 1 ever had!..then i was on the board walk and got pooped on by a seagull...and that night went to the hotel...got soda spilled all over my brand white new jersy and then my cuzin [ hes a little baby] puked on my bed!!!!.....and the rest of the week it rained!.that was my bad vecation! - Dominic

Vacation Horror Stories #173

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

Years ago, when I was not quite 19, I went to Florida for a vacation because I was having trouble with my sinuses and the doctor's advised it. I rented an apartment. My boyfriend and I had just broken up and I was not to happy. I was definately not ready to start a new relationship. The tenant next to me happened to be an FBI agent and he told me "that there was a criminal who was killing girls who looked like me in the area and he was going to watch me because he felt I would be targeted." Not a good way to start a vacation. I soon met a young man and his brother and sister-in-law who happened to live near my grandmother. I didn't tell them a whole lot about my family since I didn'[t know them but did mention I had a little sister. The young man liked me and asked me out. I told him I was leary, because I didn't know him. We finally agreed to meet at a public resturaunt on the beach later in the day. Unfortunately, the young man followed me back to my apartment later in the day after I took a swim in my bikini and broke in my apartment, threw me around and raped me and threatened to kill me. He continued to rape and threaten me for two more days. Everytime I tried to escape, he would stop me. The FBI agent suspected something was up. He was there with his family and was also occupied with them. He had the manager check on me and they broke the lock and got in but the guy pulled me out the other door. He held me in his room for a couple of more days and I finally convinced him to let me go. He had gotten my home address and phone number off my luggage tag and threatened that he would blow up my family's home if I told anyone and he would kill my little sister. A couple of weeks after I got home, he showed up at my door. He was checking on me. Enough was enough. I decided I needed to start threatening him back. I found out where he lived and went and threatened him back. He tried to run me off a bridge with his car and the highway patrol happened to be there and arrested him. Oh yea! I found out his sister-in law was a narcotics officer, his brother a pusher and she didn't know about it. The guy who raped me was high on heroin at the time. ....anonymous. -

Vacation Horror Stories #377

by scythargon · 4 months, 1 week · in Bit under Interesting

My worst vacation was back in the mid 70's when we planned to leave Los Angeles and go to Las Vegas, yelowstone, and other points of interest making a large circle of our trip. Some days or weeks prior to vacation, I'd had a rock knock a hole in the rear end of my Plymouth Duster. The local service station had fixed it and it seemed to be working ok. Comes the start of our vacation with two exciting weeks ahead of us... We got about two hours on our way when the rear end of the car broke and we had to be towed in to some small service station in the sticks. By the next day they were finally able to find a used rear end in a wrecking yard and replace the failed unit. (Apparently the lubricant hadn't been put in or had leaked out. Anyway it had overheated and the metal had fractured.) We had to spend a night in a crummy motel in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do but worry. They finally got us back on the road and we continued our trip. We got about 50 miles before the rear end failed again. They hadn't tightened the drain plug and the lubricant had run out. The service station that had just repaired it came up and, with the help of a local station, patched it up again. We continued on to Vegas but after paying for all the repairs we didn't have the money (or faith in the car) to continue our trip so we just went home and back to work after a couple of days. That car was never right after that and before long I traded it in on a new Datsun. That Datsun was great and lasted about 6 years and would have lasted much longer except for a leaky gravel truck and my incorrect belief that I could make it off the freeway to a service station. But that's another story. - Anonymous