If you follow me on Twitter, you may have noticed, while I was on my mini-almost-vacation in Stratford-upon-Avon and environs recently that I tweeted:
Didn’t get to Sherwood Forest, but did discover that Nottingham has a Hooters. #vacationfail
I so wanted to do a Foursquare check-in from Sherwood Forest, and then eat my lunch of local bread, cheese, and rare-breed ham under a tree, like Robin Hood might have done. (The lunch, I mean, not the social networking from a smartphone.) Instead, getting lost in Nottingham on our way to meeting a friend, my pal bronxbee and I drove past a Hooters. I hadn’t even known Hooters had invaded the U.K. As an American, I apologize.
Hardly the worst thing that could happen on a vacation, but it was sorta funny. And sad at the same time.
What has been your biggest or most amusing vacation fail?
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