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This is how we say 'thank you' in my country

Right, so where were we?

Ah yes, in the coach on the way back from the tour. Everything was going swimmingly until we reached the town centre where, just after we paid the guide (with a pretty decent tip), and minutes from the safety of our hotel, one of our number declare, 'er, I think I'm going to be sick'.

And sick he was. We managed to get him a small bag, but it was simply too small.

So, um, thanks for the lovely tour mate, here's a load of vomit to remember us by.

The tour guide was super nice about it and we were super pleased we'd tipped him before the incident.

Still, no harm done, except for the night of puking and illness that the poor, sunstroke-afflicted member of our band endured.

And that's why everyone else on the tour was wearing hats.

posted by Peter The Great @ 2:45 PM