One of those cheap travel companies has sent me an email advertising a 'fun Caribbean cruise', with the emphasis on 'young people'.
Call me old fashioned, but I don't think 'Spot The Minger' and wet T-shirt competitions, combined with an endless supply of tequila slammers, is going to float my boat. Not only that, but with all the booze and hormones swilling around, the decks would be constantly awash with blood, puke and ten other types of bodily fluid.
If I was interested in that sort of 'fun', I'd be spending my Saturday nights in Broadstairs.
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