TRAVEL: you should go on a 'Lads' Holiday', if you want to.
Wednesday 29th May 2013 | Alex
I sternly resist lads’ holidays. It’s not because I’m ‘better than that’, exactly (well, it is, but I needed brackets as asylum) – in fact, I’ve got nothing against all-nighters and sluttiness all round. The thing is, lads’ holidays don’t deliver these things, do they?
It’s strange how this works. Party islands are boring precisely because they have a mental reputation – they’re filled with kids that hit their licentious phase 4 years too late, because they’ve heard it’s filled with people that didn’t. (The sort of kid that would holler “Can somebody say I-RON-EE?!” if they came up with that judgment first.)
“It might be too hot” – Jay Cartwright.
It’s not that if you want a holiday in Maga you shouldn’t take it; it’s that you shouldn’t want one. If you wholeheartedly think Napa will ‘be a right laugh’ then don’t bother lurching from your camp to mine. Firstly, we don’t want a recent convert – we’re strictly reading-Voltaire-from-age-7 only. Second, our opinion has no grounding whatsoever: we think we’d hate a lads' holiday, so we don’t go, so we can’t be sure we’d hate it (I-RON-EE?).
Written by Alex Dean - @AlexDean94