best holiday ever had

The Isle of Man in the 80's I was young enough and it was a place of wonder intrigue and adventure.

It's the one that stands out the most.

I remember Rod Stewart's song Baby Jane was ping ponging in my head all week.
There was a guy from Belfast that kept playing it over and over in the game's room.
Gyruss was the game that year in the arcades.

Happy memories

My most recent holiday abroad is always my favourite I went gallivanting all over Scotland last year. I had two weeks of tough work in the boring part of the UK, so afterwards I took my holidays and went to visit Glasgow, not knowing what I'd do next.

On the train up, I got in touch with an old neighbour that I knew had moved back to his homeland. I knew he'd be good craic as he used have mad parties the whole time that myself and my housemates would go to. Fair play to the lad, he didn't disappoint, we went to a load of class pubs and met up with his mad friends. I felt as at home as if I'd had a night out in my hometown and got an incredible perspective on the place and met a lot of sound Glaswegians. Got absolutely demented and ended up at a savage party until sh!t o'clock the next morning.

After having a sleep for a good few hours on a bench I was fairly worse for wear but I wanted to get a move on early to try and figure out how to get to somewhere beautiful and manage my hangover. I basically just started walking uphill because I think I figured I might come to the Highlands that way . Crossing a road I recognised a lad walking towards me. No word of a lie it was a fella I'd met two years previously in a hostel when I was touring Europe, basically doing the same aimless wandering I was at in Scotland.

He said he was going playing music at the lakes and heading the islands afterwards and he was travelling alone with spare tickets because his buddy had dropped out at the last minute, so he enthusiastically invited me along. All the craic that ensued at the festivals have been such fond memories that have basically gotten me through all the tough times I've had during the year. I doubt I'll have a chance encounter like that which presents so much opportunity ever again!

The Scottish people I met were all just like the best Irish people I know except somehow funnier. They adore Irish people as well, we're regarded as cousins in oppression. Absolutely sound and would go out of their way to make you feel welcome. I'd love to go back there, especially with the OH whenever having a holiday is any craic again.