First trip to Corfu
The week before I was
18, I went to Corfu with my brother and a couple of other people. This was the first time I had flown, and I did
not like it, however, the holiday was good fun until we decided we were going
to rent mopeds. I have no idea why I
ever thought that was going to go well.
Anyway, we hired the
mopeds for a day and off we went. I
really did not enjoy it and was at the stage of giving up … I am not sure how I
thought I was going to push a moped back to the starting point … so decided to
stop the ‘thing’ and get off. Just as I
went to put my foot down, I noticed a snake, virtually underneath my foot. I could have been alive … or dead … I really
was not going to hang around to find out.
The one thing I hated more than riding a moped was snakes.
I restarted the moped
and was off … I had lost all fear of the bike as my fear of the snake had well and
truly taken over. I raced passed my
brother and the others, having been lagging miles behind. My brother was concerned that I had the
accelerator stuck open and chased after me.
I finally stopped and explained what had happened.
It cured me and I was
fine for the rest of the day … and I remember the event well!
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