I'm back from my travels (not that it was very far, I mean I didn't even make it out of England). Anyways, what better things to do when you come back from a trip then to share stories!!
So here goes my first one:
Getting from Birmingham to Devon is not exactly quick, especially when you have to stop over for an hour and to a place that takes you further away from your destination. This in its self is already horrible. But even worse, I wasn't told about it until we'd practically stopped. So I didn't have anything to keep myself busy, not even a book. So I had to make the perilous journey to the back of the car which was jam packed with stuff, seeming as we are a family of 5. So once we were on the road again (naturally) I was squashed in the middle of both my siblings, one of which wouldn't stop complaining and the other which fell asleep, consequently taking up even more space. This was not enjoyable. So you can imagine my reaction once we arrived at the camp ground. You might be thinking, thankful, over joyed, etc etc. And I guess that I did feel those emotions until the following things happened:
First of all, we put up the tent wrong because this was our first time
Second of all, I had to sleep at the end of the tent, where it goes down, with my brother in the middle, and at night getting kneed in the back
Third of all, bathrooms, need I say more? There were only 6 showers and 6 toilets and 4 basins for everyone, and there were a heck of a lot of people on this campsite, but that's a story for next time.
Fourth of all, now I'm not saying this part is bad but the following is very upsetting, there were SO many cute little baby pigs my heart just broke, but then the following day, we heard pigs squealing and when I went to go and look later that day, pretty much all the pigs had been taken
Fifth of all, and so on and so forth
So I hope you enjoyed my first story of my trip! Many more will be following! Keeps staying beautiful!
Love ya! (๑・ω-)～♥
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