Calis Beach and Fethiye Turkey Discussion Forum
General Topics => All things that have nothing to do with Turkey => Topic started by: badger on March 17, 2013, 11:00:19 AM
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On the theme of first cars this weekend what are members early memories of their first holidays abroad ?
Mine was in the mid sixties and I was fortunate to go to Callela on the Costa Brava,at a time when holiday camps in the UK were the norm. The Clarkson rep greeted every passenger at the steps leading up to the plane,and on the return flight most people myself included came down the steps holding a donkey or wearing a sombrero 8) Happy days
Dont worry Animal Aid the donkeys were not real :)
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My first trip abroad was to Marbella. Nothing like it is now!
I remember when in Tunisia I bough a little camel from a kid on the square and after I gave him the money he grabbed the camel from my hand and ran!
My OH worked in the east of Turkey many moons ago when it was almost free! The gold and silk goods he brought back were so cheap.
Anyway he always wanted me to see Turkey so we first went there on holiday in the 80's and that was me hooked.
Became my favourite place apart from the Far east, that is my real favourite.
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On the theme of first cars this weekend what are members early memories of their first holidays abroad ?
Mine was in the mid sixties and I was fortunate to go to Callela on the Costa Brava,at a time when holiday camps in the UK were the norm.
I went to Calella too about same time - my most vivid memory is the train line you had to climb over to get to the beach! We stayed at Hotel Monte Carlo and were fed veal every night for 2 weeks.
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I was quite late for my first trip abroad, 1979. We went to Benalmadena, Costa del Sol and stayed at Hotel Bali. The food was disgusting, theybhad a thing about eggs cooked in every variable way, in pink sauce, in gravy etc. etc. We ended up eating the mouthwatering grilled sardines and calamaris with a big fresh salad on the beach every day! Never tasted anything so delicious! I was 5 months pregnant at the time. Still great memory.
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Isle of Wight :)
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Mine was about 1975 we towed a caravan to Lorett de mar.
My first solo (without parents) I went with a mate to Arenal in Mallorca in 1981. That brings back memories.
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Lorett de Mar for me also, school trip 1972 aged 14, amazed that we could walk into a bar and order a drink as if it was the most natural thing in the World and still remember Franco's police with the funny hats with a flat thing on the back, and carrying guns :o
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Valleyboy you have just brought back a memory of a school trip to France when I was 14. I walked out of a bar with a pint of beer I had just bought feeling all great and said to my mates, 'Its easy they serve anyone', my mate said look behind you, there was our teacher, he made me pour the pint down the grid. >:(
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May 1975 Bulgaria - Suny beach when there were no sun lbed sat all on beach.
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On the theme of first cars this weekend what are members early memories of their first holidays abroad ?
Mine was in the mid sixties and I was fortunate to go to Callela on the Costa Brava,at a time when holiday camps in the UK were the norm.
I went to Calella too about same time - my most vivid memory is the train line you had to climb over to get to the beach! We stayed at Hotel Monte Carlo and were fed veal every night for 2 weeks.
I remember the train line well Bluwise I think Santa Susanna was nearby, and the armed police Valleyboy, woman were only allowed to wear bikinis on the beaches then :(
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Had our Honeymoon in Calella. First holiday abroad was in Barcelona when I was 12 years old..
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In 1961 I went to Texel - the first in the chain of Frisian islands that run from the north of Holland. It was a birdwatching trip organized by the Bristol Junior Naturalists (no, not naturists).
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When I was about 13 so mid 70's we went on a camping holiday to Grado in northern Italy. We drove with all the camping equipment in an Avenger which we'd borrowed as our Capri had been pinched a few weeks before. It was just as well when we packed the car up we wouldve never got it in the Capri!it took 3 days to get there in the pouring rain through france and switzerland and longer to get back through Austria and Germany which included a night in the car! We stayed for a month and it was amazing! a few years later when the first coach trips to the south of France became popular we went for several years to Antibes- Camp du Pylone and later to Port Grimaud, they were wonderful holidays!
It was several years before I flew anywhere !
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First holiday abroad was our honeymoon in 1967 to Wildhaus in Switzerland.
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our first holiday was 1983 to Florida
where i got threaten by a black girl,when i was buying trainers in the puma shop
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1966, to San Remo in Italy was our first holiday abroad. Not sure of the ins & outs, but it involved flying with British Eagle Heathrow - Luxembourg & a 24 hour coach ride, through France & Switzerland to get there. I had my first taste of proper foreign food, when presented with spaghetti bolognese & one of the waiters patiently taught me how to "twirl" it using a spoon & fork
One of day trips was popping over the border to the French Riviera & Monaco.
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School cruise in 1968 at the age of 14 on the SS Nevasa (sister ship to the Uganda - Falklands troop ship)
Gibraltar, Malta, Greece , Izmir, Venice and home on a Comet 4 :) (Cost Mum £52)
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We never had a family holiday abroad when we were growing up (apart from Scotland of course ;) ) but first overseas experience was a school trip to Holland where we went by ferry from Harwich - sleeping in a huge dormitory style room onboard - I still remember the terrible heat and bedding made out of some paper like material :-/
First "real" holiday abroad was a lads holiday to Corfu, where one by one all the lads dropped out and two of us went in the end. Great holiday all the same :)
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Interlaken,Switzerland in 1960. I was one of 36 engineering apprentices on a holiday organised by the day release technical college we attended.
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Kavos Keith ?
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Ipsos Badge :)
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I was 14 and went on a 2 week camping holiday with my school to St. Tropez. It was a few years before it became famous, and very expensive.
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1971 - Malgrat de Mar. Also with Clarksons, cost £50 each for a two week package holiday. Took £50 to spend, had a fantastic time. First time we'd experienced Bacardi and Coke in tumblers ;D
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I think i was about 10 and went with my parents to Calella, the thing i remember most was going for a walk one afternoon and my mum (God bless her) commenting on how nice the flowers were on the ledges in the wall, on closer inspection there were also photographs and it turned out to be the local cemetary. I don't think i ever saw her move as fast as she did that afternoon :)
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My grandparents took me to Dieppe for the day as a well done for passing my 11+
I was so excited, I remember they let me be the first one to step onto foreign soil off the ferry.
And we saw a real chateau and everything!
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My first trip abroad was to Ireland with a church group, we stayed just outside of Dublin at a convent. I was 11 and you really had to be 13 to go but the person organising it said because I was tall I was able to go as I looked 13. I had £1.50 spending money and spent it all in the one shop on the first day buying presents to bring home. Later in the holiday other girls were buying chips for their suppers, as I didn't have any money, two sisters, the Fulton sisters bought mine for me. We were friends for a long time after that and I never ever forgot their generosity, I would have been the only one without if they hadn't.
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mine was Lloret de Mar by coach> horrendous! "Zoom" i think by fat larry s band was the holiday song.They sold some sort of kebab meat on sticks off the street vendors(I hate to think what it was) tasted good at the time though :)
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First lads holiday, Lloret de Mar at Hotel Don Juan in June 1983. I still have the brochure, it was £116 for 2 weeks FULL BOARD from LGW. I seem to remember every day evening meal was hake and chips. Drink of memory was cherry brandy, song of holiday was Baby Jane by Rod Stewart. Simple times, but we all had a great time and good memories. One of our group even got a wife out of it, divorced now though!
I dragged Alison to Lloret a few years ago, I bored her senseless with my memories in Rob Roy bar which surprisingly was till there.
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Gosh, Spain was really popular ! :)
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I was terrified at the thought of flying so I was a late starter and only went abroad for the first time in 1999.
First trip was to Alvor in the Algarve and I loved it once I got there.
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I think it is amazing, and tell two kids who do not think it is remotely amazing, that I estimate they have flown somewhere in the region of 50 times, and are still at an age at which I had never flown.
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Does the Isle of Wight count :D
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My first trip was won through my job. I did a 'Spot the ball' on a tennis match and won second prize - two top class tennis rackets, a week in Corfu for two and £100 to spend ( a lot in 1978).
My luck went further as I was single at the time and had just been asked to look after a gorgeous young Norwegian girl who had come to the UK for six months to work at my brothers firm. Anyway she agreed to come away with me and a few weeks before we went I got a letter saying they could not fly us back on the date we chose - so would we like another week free or to change the dates!
I guess that's why I've never won the lottery ;-)
We flew on a Danair Comet! Scary!
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6 years old to Tunis - started a life long love of the Middle East and camels. I still remember so clearly the first time I saw and rode a camel. (and now I own some :) )
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We were very poor :-[ - first holiday flight when I was near 30 - weekend to Barcelona, made up for it since.....
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School trip to France aged about 13, place called Le Treport if I remember rightly. I was astounded to hear a french man sneeze and it sounded just like an english sneeze, how could that happen, my 13 year old brain thought. Bless me (and him!! ;D)
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I lied! First trip was with school - drove to Italy for three weeks one summer.
How did I forget that?
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Stoop. Did you forget because the other story was better???
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No because
she it was more memorable ;)
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How did I forget that?
Do you find this happening more frequently these days?
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It was quite a few years ago Colwyn ;)
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A bit of a late starter me, parents could never afford school trips abroad but our holidays to Cornwall seemed like going to a foreign country, we used to set off at 6pm, stop under the Bristol Suspension bridge where there was an all night tea van and arrive at our campsite in Looe the next morning.
I was 26 before I bought my first passport when Chris and I went to San Antonio in Ibiza, Chris was already a seasoned International traveller having earlier been to Benidorm with her parents.
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Mine too was Benidorm :)omg have just worked it out it will be 29 years ago this summer, it was a girls holiday and at the time I thought we were pretty wild but on seeing the holiday programmes abroad nowadays it was actually quite tame!!!
The programme "what happens in Kavos" it was on either late last year or early this year was unbelievable, one of the docs said it was like trying to carry out medical procedures in the middle of a night club and it looked that way, mind you the Greek doc was a bit of a dish so that would have been an added bonus ;)
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I watched that programme with a mix of fascination and horror, that would be one of my worst nightmares being in with that lot, but I agree, the Greek doc was worth a second look ;)
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Did the usual french and german school trips, but my first 'real' holiday abroad without parents, was when I was 17......in Morrocco. I hated every single minute of it, such a culture shock ! It was a 'Twenties' holiday, camping in thatched huts on a crappy bit of beach somewhere rather remote. having saved and saved for months for it, it was all rather a disappointment. Thassos the following year was heaven in comparision :)