Last weekend my friend and I decided to grab our tents and head off down to Dumfries
a journey that should have taken about an hour and a half
weve both made this journey two or three times before, so what could possibly go wrong? .....After a short while, my friend asks where the map is, but unfortunately the map decided to stay at home and make itself comfy on the sofa
but hey its fine because I have a wicked sense of direction and very rarely get lost
An hour later and we get a little suspicious as to where we are and we both agree that if what we are looking at is the Clyde then it was an awful lot wider than we thought, so wide in fact that we couldnt even see the other side lol. So we decided to head back to Glasgow and start over and discovered we had in fact been driving off course for about an hour.
We get back on track and continue on again and surprise, surprise, we meet the sea again, however this time I point out that somehow the sea is on the wrong side of the car, so being a couple of geniuses, we deduce that either a). We are on the wrong side of the country or b). Were driving north instead of South. Becoming a wee bit concerned we decide that as its the coast we will inevitably come across a chippy or a pub .somewhere? .lol but there was absolutely nothing in sight so we just kept going, eventually we came across a hotel and decided to go ask for help. Now the reason we were going to Dumfries was for a festival a hippy festival lol so were dressed as a couple of hippies, not only that but we had absolutely no idea where the hell we were and for all we knew we could have been in Oban and about to ask how to get to Dumfries. So we spent about 15 minutes just sitting in the car and laughing about how stupid we looked. We pluck up the courage and go in, passing the smokers stood outside that give us the way hey, hullo ladies patter. I nip to the loo while my friend heads in to the bar, when I get to the bar, like flies round s**t, every single person in the room is huddled round my friend and as I approach they all look up and .pin drop So my friend bursts into a fit of hysterical giggles. Thankfully the barman goes on his iPhone and gets us directions. On again we go
We arrive at our destination four hours later and the stewards tell us to head straight on .however, apparently I headed straight on...... to the right!! Into Galloway Forest!! After driving for about 20 mins I become concerned by the amount of off roading my car was doing so decide to stop and we then spot the backlights of cars miles away on the horizon. We about turn and head back to find the stewards in hysterics as apparently they had tried running along at the back of my car yelling at us to stop but we were too busy gabbing away to notice.
We go to pitch our tents and of course the rain is bouncing, its complete darkness, and, of course, my head lamps that were previously attached to my bag had fallen off and were now lost!! Usually under these circumstances we would grab the nearest bloke and smile sweetly, and et voila... a perfectly constructed tent. However!!! the reason we had been so distracted and got lost was because we had been too busy having a bitch fest about how utterly useless our exs had been when it came to camping etc so rather than eat our words and admit that yep ok sometimes guys do come in handy and maybe we should ask for help we struggled to build the tents with great difficulty. We were so stressed out that we couldnt even speak to each other for fear of bursting into tears lol. Our tent building was a great success eventually .but when I stood up after putting in the pegs, to my horror, my long flowing hippy skirt had also been pegged into the ground securely and decided to remain there .thankfully it was dark lol. I dont think either of us will ever bitch about useless men again tho lol.
An hour later and we get a little suspicious as to where we are and we both agree that if what we are looking at is the Clyde then it was an awful lot wider than we thought, so wide in fact that we couldnt even see the other side lol. So we decided to head back to Glasgow and start over and discovered we had in fact been driving off course for about an hour.
We get back on track and continue on again and surprise, surprise, we meet the sea again, however this time I point out that somehow the sea is on the wrong side of the car, so being a couple of geniuses, we deduce that either a). We are on the wrong side of the country or b). Were driving north instead of South. Becoming a wee bit concerned we decide that as its the coast we will inevitably come across a chippy or a pub .somewhere? .lol but there was absolutely nothing in sight so we just kept going, eventually we came across a hotel and decided to go ask for help. Now the reason we were going to Dumfries was for a festival a hippy festival lol so were dressed as a couple of hippies, not only that but we had absolutely no idea where the hell we were and for all we knew we could have been in Oban and about to ask how to get to Dumfries. So we spent about 15 minutes just sitting in the car and laughing about how stupid we looked. We pluck up the courage and go in, passing the smokers stood outside that give us the way hey, hullo ladies patter. I nip to the loo while my friend heads in to the bar, when I get to the bar, like flies round s**t, every single person in the room is huddled round my friend and as I approach they all look up and .pin drop So my friend bursts into a fit of hysterical giggles. Thankfully the barman goes on his iPhone and gets us directions. On again we go
We arrive at our destination four hours later and the stewards tell us to head straight on .however, apparently I headed straight on...... to the right!! Into Galloway Forest!! After driving for about 20 mins I become concerned by the amount of off roading my car was doing so decide to stop and we then spot the backlights of cars miles away on the horizon. We about turn and head back to find the stewards in hysterics as apparently they had tried running along at the back of my car yelling at us to stop but we were too busy gabbing away to notice.
We go to pitch our tents and of course the rain is bouncing, its complete darkness, and, of course, my head lamps that were previously attached to my bag had fallen off and were now lost!! Usually under these circumstances we would grab the nearest bloke and smile sweetly, and et voila... a perfectly constructed tent. However!!! the reason we had been so distracted and got lost was because we had been too busy having a bitch fest about how utterly useless our exs had been when it came to camping etc so rather than eat our words and admit that yep ok sometimes guys do come in handy and maybe we should ask for help we struggled to build the tents with great difficulty. We were so stressed out that we couldnt even speak to each other for fear of bursting into tears lol. Our tent building was a great success eventually .but when I stood up after putting in the pegs, to my horror, my long flowing hippy skirt had also been pegged into the ground securely and decided to remain there .thankfully it was dark lol. I dont think either of us will ever bitch about useless men again tho lol.
