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Remembering The Good Holiday We’ve Had Or Places In This Country We’ve Visited
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Where had the best effect and which had the worst effect on you ?
The best place that left an impact on me was Budapest ,second was Belin for its cleanliness
Places I wouldn’t go back to, Israel, it was dirty and smelly,especially Nazareth
And probably Marmaris in Turkey, hated being approached every few seconds and asked to eat in their restaurants,
Yet going from Kos in the Greek islands to Bodrim, ( Turkey) loved it there
Northern Turkey is beautiful, I definitely would go there again
The best place that left an impact on me was Budapest ,second was Belin for its cleanliness
Places I wouldn’t go back to, Israel, it was dirty and smelly,especially Nazareth
And probably Marmaris in Turkey, hated being approached every few seconds and asked to eat in their restaurants,
Yet going from Kos in the Greek islands to Bodrim, ( Turkey) loved it there
Northern Turkey is beautiful, I definitely would go there again
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.never really had a bad holiday, though the Hotel Suez Canal 1956 in Aleppo was maybe the worst hotel in the world, even Basil Fawlty would have run away screaming. Was it the air conditioning (a big hole in the wall) or the blood on the sheets or the water on the floor, I don't know. But you look back on these things and laugh.
Apart from the horseracing holiday I mentioned on the other thread, my best 'holiday' just has to be the month I spent in the mountains above a small town called Immenstadt in Bavaria. We were meant to be there for a month's adventure training but apart from a couple of days canoeing and 3 or 4 days mountain climbing and abseiling, we played volleyball almost every morning (always in glorious sunshine) before heading off to do a bit of boating and swimming in the town' quite large lake. Back up the mountain for tea then into the back of a 4 tonner at 6pm (miss it ad you were stuck in barracks) down the winding, narrow path to the boozer at the foot of the mountain. There we stayed, listening to the rain bash the roof of the building before piling back onto the 4 tonner for the trip back up the mountain, still in the pouring rain. Up at 6 in the morning and the sun had been up so long that the ground beneath our feet was dry as we made our way to the canteen for breakfast.
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