Morrace
Wednesday 1st April 2009 11:02pm [Edited]
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Quote: Morrace @ March 31 2009, 9:14 PM BST
Dautoliton takes some beating. My wife and I went on 'holiday' there last year. It's one of the most lethally polluted and toxic cities I've ever visited. Our tour guide boasted that birth defects and cancers were all related to our dilapidated hotel. He grinned weirdly as he told us "The death rate in Dautoliton is five times the birth rate." While we were there, the local TV reported strange creatures had been seen in the local river - well, not actually in the river, but floating on the surface - including three-headed frogs and four-legged fish. Needless to say, we never went back.
Quote: Aaron @ March 31 2009, 10:26 PM BST
THAT is the unbelievable bit!
I agree. Why any woman should marry someone like me is unbelievable. Strangely enough, that's what my third wife said.
Quote: catskillz @ March 31 2009, 9:57 PM BST
Where's Dautoliton?
Gikutuniua
Quote: SlagA @ March 31 2009, 10:18 PM BST
And did the reports stop when you returned home?
Do you think for one minute that we had TV in our dilapidated hotel?! It was the hotel owner who told us about the reports. I think he may have used it as an excuse. When we asked him why there was no TV in our room, he told us that all the TVs were removed because frequent reports about 'disfigured, ugly creatures upset the guests - especially the children'. Whether or not the reports stopped or even existed, I can't really say. However, my wife said that she saw a dead six-legged rat (or six-legged giant mouse) in the 'restaurant' toilet. I went back with her to check and it was gone. Either it wasn't dead and had scampered away; or it was dead and was retrieved by kitchen staff, who probably added it to a Goulash or similar.
Quote: bigfella @ March 31 2009, 10:22 PM BST
Dautoliton
You can well laugh, Bigfella. With a lot of bad experiences, time is a great healer and one can usually look back and laugh - not in this case. Here's an extract from my diary to give you a small sample of our horrific holiday:
"After hours of overnight, dangerous cliff-top driving by our obviously drunk driver, we looked out the window saw quite a few abandoned motor vehicles dumped in the local lake - well, it was more of a sewer actually. We pulled up by an unlit ramshackle tumble of huts, one of which was our 'hotel'. We plucked up courage and went in. We couldn't even see our room except by candlelight. We lay down on a foul smelling, straw-stuffed mattress and tried to fall asleep in the pitch black. We had been lying down for just a few minutes when we both leapt out of bed covered in insects! How could we sleep? We couldn't sleep outside because of muggers, tramps, beggars, prostitutes, rent-boys and wild, starving dogs. We eventually spent the night on the floor scratching and coughing. The arrival of the morning light in normal circumstances would have been welcome; but in this case, it only revealed the full horror of our surroundings."
No, we will never look back and laugh at that holiday. We still have nightmares about it, which gladly aren't as horrific as the real thing.