My first foreign holiday.

[Trumpet]

Was back in 1977, threw a sleeping bag and a clean Tee shirt on the back of my trusty (rusty) Honda and buggered off to Le Mans for the 24 hours races.
EPIC.

 

[proactive]

Was about three months old when mum and dad took me on my first foreign holiday. Don't remember a thing about it.

 

[staffordjas]

6 weeks travelling through France and Spain in my parents motorbike & sidecar, camping . 4 of us, old 4 man frame tent, Sleeping bags,tables,chairs,stoves,gas bottles the lot...customs took one look at us all piled in and waved us through. Gathered a crowd each village we stopped.

 

[Trumpet]

Looking back I can't believe how far my (much older) sister & brother in law used to get across mainland Europe with their totally overloaded Norton back in the 60's. Must have just sat and ridden from dawn to dusk. Heroes then, dead easy these days .

 

[Laurie61]

Not sure if it actually counts as foreign but I went to Jersey with my parents/bro/sis in 78, Quite a lot to look at despite it being a small island, remember being amazed at all the old German built underground fortifications.

 

[Mikinton]

My first trip abroad was on our honeymoon in 1983, to Corfu. We stayed at the same hotel as the two children that were killed by carbon monoxide poisoning, though we were in the main block rather than the chalets that they were in.

 

[Gadget]

It was about 1984 and we rented an apartment in Spain. Somewhere around Benalmadena I think. I ate a lot of omelettes as my parents were very conservative about food and that was almost all they would let me eat if we were out lol.

 

[tek-monkey]

Was meant to be salou, but iirc a typhoid outbreak got us sent to near fuengerola instead. Had my 13th birthday there. After that 2 Greece trips and a few jaunts to Paris with the missus between 96 and 99, then most else til I went away with a mate to magaluf in 2002. Last trip abroad was 2004, don't even have a passport now.

 

[age'd parent]

I got made redundant from GEC, we hired a transit van, put a mattress in and went to France, toured all down the coast and back, fantastic time, I particularity remember eating a whole roast chicken in the van, from a stall that roasted it on a portable fire, on one of the few wet days we had.

 

[shoes]

The first I remember was Gran Canaria when I was about 10. I'd been to Spain and Portugal before then, but have no recollection.

I then didn't go abroad again until I was 27, when I went to Amsterdam.

 

[Withnail]

... when I went to Amsterdam.

To visit the Rijksmuseum perhaps? Those Dutch Masters are a bit gloomy one finds - a nice cup of coffee afterwards tends to pick you up though, what?

I was born abroad, so technically speaking my first foreign holiday was to come home, well a home of sorts, first up was on the Wirral - at the age of coming up to two.

Then we moved to Stafford, which to all intents and purposes was a foreign holiday in itself - nearing two and three quarters.

Aged coming up to five we went back to where i was born - probably not technically speaking a holiday abroad, but holidays were taken while we were there so it might count. Young as i was, i still have some quite ludicrously vivid pictures from my trip - they only exist in my head, so i am not at liberty to share. We were there for but a year.

I then went abroad often from the age of 8-10 - even spending a year there at the end of <that span, my last term of the last year at primary being schooled there. In the grand scheme of things, unless something really quite particularly awesome is 'yet to come', one considers this to be truly a Golden Age - if i were to die tomorrow, and all that, i know at least that i have truly lived.

After that i spent quite a lot of time being abroad here and there - mostly near here, but for at least some of it, quite far away.

Once i was really far away - much, much further than i had ever been before, and a lot further than i would ever want to be again.

Now i'm back and i intend to stray only occasionally. Especially to Spain.

 

[Lucy]

I was 8 and went to Cyprus. Then we went again and again and again. I know we had a night flight and I asked the very innocent question of what happened if the pilot wanted to sleep. For some reason my mother has used that to mock me ever since.

 

[United57]

My first trip abroad was when I was 9 and moved to Iran. We lived in Tehran. I remember the open market in the evenings with coloured rice and meat cooked on skewers. We always had pistachio nuts. Ice cold cokes in big bottles. Men drinking beer in bottles in cafes. I visited the Caspian Sea and Isfahan.

Then flying back we had to change flights in Kuwait. The airport was a wooden hut. Then we were escorted by 2 Russian MIGs as we were flying over Checoslovakia. It was the day the Russians invaded.

The world has changed we now have kebabs, coloured rice and pistachios. When I described this in 1968 to a friend they thought I was mad.

Since then I've always enjoyed Middle Eastern food. It's a shame we do not have a restaurant in Stafford instead of 10 Indians. Through travel we broaden our horizons and appreciate other people.

Khoda afez i

 

[Jonah]

School trip to Germany in 1980. Travelled by train from Stafford to Frankfurt and then onto the village we stayed in. Two weeks of having a great laugh and enjoying ourselves.

 

[Joey]

When I was 2 ½ in Summer 2001, was taken on my first foreign holiday by my Mum and her friend, us 3. It was to Orlando.
We went to the Magic Kingdom at Disney, SeaWorld, I think we went to Tampa one day... but I was so young I only have vague memories, I am sure I loved it though.
My mum and her friend on the other hand, spent much of the time running after the energetic toddler I was, changing nappies, being pestered, just with better weather though

First time out of England was up at one of the caravan parks up Dumfries way earlier the same summer.

 

[Mudgie]

Switzerland, 1959.

 

[Glam]

When I was 2 ½ in Summer 2001, was taken on my first foreign holiday by my Mum and her friend, us 3. It was to Orlando.
We went to the Magic Kingdom at Disney, SeaWorld, I think we went to Tampa one day... but I was so young I only have vague memories, I am sure I loved it though.
My mum and her friend on the other hand, spent much of the time running after the energetic toddler I was, changing nappies, being pestered, just with better weather though

First time out of England was up at one of the caravan parks up Dumfries way earlier the same summer.

Calling Batman!! Calling Batman!!!

Sodding hell Joey, you're resurecting an awful lot of old threads! Me throats sore from calling the Caped Crusader!