Time waits for no man, especially me :-(
Well, well, well, there's Carrie hassling me and twisting my arm (see The Teacher) to write my second blog and then what do I discover? Carrie has already stolen my thunder in a previous post by writing about exactly the thing that I was going to write about! How rude!
If I was the sort of person who gave up easily, I could say that Carrie shot herself in the foot (see The Teacher) and use that as an excuse to go off and do something else.
But I'm not that type of guy, I'm not going to give up on this blog (see Face Up To Phrasals). No, that wouldn't be right. And if I tried, Carrie would just put me in the dog house (see The Teacher) and I don't want that.
So sit back, put your feet up and get ready to enjoy, 'Bank Holidays and Camping - the photostory'.
A typical bank holiday scene in the UK
I usually go camping on the second bank holiday in the UK (that's around the 1st May - see Carrie's blog for more details). Often, I find myself in traffic jams like the one above. The jams are to be expected along with another British custom on bank holidays - rain.
So, after I've fought my way through the traffic to the campsite I usually find something that looks like this:
"Why do it?", you may ask and I'd have to answer, "I have no answer", which doesn't really get us anywhere. Perhaps it's just a British thing (you can tell us otherwise using the comments).
Wonderfully, this year it was different; the ninety minute car journey only took two hours and it never rained once on the journey or at the campsite :-) Occasionally though, it looked like it might:
Instead we had hours and hours of sunshine, it was almost like being in Brazil or Japan or Italy or Argentina or Vietnam or Pakistan or Taiwan or any country other than England. All of the sunshine meant that I got very burnt (sorry no photos). Getting sunburn is a very typical experience for me and explains why I don't like beach holidays. Lying around on the beach going from white to red is just unpleasant (and a little dull).
The sunshine also meant that I could go out and take some pretty pictures and here they are:
Finally, any good camping trip also requires a fire and some strange effects:
And that's it from me. I'll return soon with another photostory about my favourite hobby. In the meantime, do write and tell us about the worst traffic experiences in your country and what people do on national holidays.
bye for now,
PS: no help from me with the text. If there are words or phrases that you don't understand then send them in as a comment to see if someone on the blogs can help explain them.
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