Travel experiences I never want to have again – May Travel Linkup

Whilst travelling we’ve been pickpocketed in Barcelona, had to race
across an icy tarmac as we had almost missed our connecting flight in
Helsinki, been slightly stuck in a luxury Moroccan oasis hotel due to security
concerns, left my passport tucked under an Italian hotel mattress only to discover it 10 minutes before we boarded a train to Rome, sipped sake at 7am in Japan, were (laughingly) threatened
by a knife wielding Parisian waiter, burst into tears on a Kayak in France and panicked about not having a Visa mid-flight to Prague*.

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And yet somehow I think I’d do it all again. Each of the countries we’ve visited really has been a new adventure – the good, the bad, the hour-long queues – all of it. We’ve learned so much over the years from what went wrong, that it was hard to wrap my thoughts around a truly negative situation for the lovely Shikha’s suggestion of our travel topic this month ‘things you’d never do again’. (Posts are open from the 1st May-7th May so get scribing!)
 

Upon a few hours pondering I did eventually manage to uncover two things that I’ll never do again though. They both sound like such simple and obvious things not to do, but sometimes my brain just seems switch off the logical section, and roll with the crazy-what-on-earth-were-you-thinking department.

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I apologise in advance for my pre-burn painfully white legs, verging on blue…

As a result of falling asleep in Florida sunshine, I managed to burn my legs on both sides (how!?) all the way up to the edge of my swimsuit which made for an agony filled 8 hour flight the next day – I spent the entire journey trying to subtly moisturise and dampening a flannel to try and draw the heat out of my purple skin. Forget the fashionable hotdog legs on the beach holiday snaps, you could have fried an egg on mine!

I’ve also learned not to let my friends entice me out for birthday celebrations the night before a 6am flight to the Arctic Circle – it did however make flying memorable, and the North Sea an unforgettable landmark. Being ill whilst your husband chortles at you with glee (and without any sympathy) will do that.

Edit: OH god, I forgot the open air meat markets of Singapore and tasting Durian for the first time. Those are definite never again moments as well. Eau de rotting flesh anyone?

*these sound more dramatic than they probably
were – the pickpockets didn’t get away with anything because I felt his arm wriggling in my bag, we had missed our
boarding notification and got stuck behind an enormous group going
through security, we indulged in back massages and
pedicures in our lovely hotel, we grabbed a cab and argued our way to a discounted train ticket an hour later in broken Italian and a few tears, my knight-in-shining-armour husband ruined his shoes
dragging the Kayak ruined through the shallows towards our pick-up point and I didn’t actually need a Visa it turns out… 

 Tromso wandering, Norway - Adventures of a London Kiwi

You’re going to need to click on the below for a few of the more crazy shenanigans if the pre-linkup twitter chat is anything to go by!

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What is your ‘never again’ travel moment? We’d love to hear it!

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