Well I just went on holiday by accident. I remember our neighbour Fran came over with a giant bottle of wine. Drank that moved on to BUD E, beer and ginseng hmmm.. Three in the morning Beth and i decided we were going on holiday. Three fifteen booked it. Seven thirty in the morning staggered through the airport trying to look sober. Seven thirty one pulled for a special security check. took off my shoes realised no socks, little murmur of cheesey feet not appreciated. looked across the airport at Beth who was willing me to say nothing. I said nothing but was less than a second away from waving my arms and hooting like an owl when asked to put my arms up.
On the plane Chicago, miami,curacao. By the time we got to the island I was cruising into a hangover and didn't know where I was. took me 2 days to realise I was not in curry cuckoo and thats why I was getting odd/slightly aggressive looks. "Its great to be here on your lovely island Curry Cuckoo" Not as popular statement as you would hope.
curacao is in the Dutch Antilles and they do take the sunbeds at 600 hours. Very relaxed and quiet, like holidaying in the calm aftermath of a bit of a row.
curacao is beautiful. If you go, hire a car or remortgage your house so you can cab around the island.
We went snorkelling. Beth is really good at it, gliding along and enjoying the fish and the coral. I was that bloke, spluttering and half drowning, coughing and blowing water out of my airpipe., like a spasming sealion.
I was so bad that when we were dropped above a shipwreck I didn't know until we got back. apparently it was great.
Lovely holiday, I think we need more of it. Of course it depends how good Chase's credit card division's sense of humour is.
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