We had a field trip to an orphanage in grade school.
They had underground tunnels and a pinball machine.
I wanted to live there. Looked like fun.
We had a field trip to an orphanage in grade school.
They had underground tunnels and a pinball machine.
I wanted to live there. Looked like fun.
When I visited Vietnam about three years ago I made a trip to the Cu Chi tunnels near Saigon (well worth it, and the book on the tunnels by Tom Mangold and John Penycate is an absorbing read too). There is a 100-metre section of tunnel, somewhat roomier and more hygienic than the originals, which I was persuaded by a guide to enter along with others in my group of tourists. Overcoming my claustrophobia, taphephobia, mysophobia, entomophobia, ophidiophobia and assorted other phobias (haha, look 'em up!), I crawled and scrambled my way through the tunnel, bravely ignoring the exit halfway along for the faint-hearted. If I say so myself, I showed true British grit (appropriate word). When I finally emerged, somewhat weary and certainly relieved, I told our guide, 'You got it wrong, the tunnel's 100 kilometres, not 100 metres.'Originally Posted by dab69
christianpfc (March 22nd, 2019), frequent (March 17th, 2019), Smiles (March 17th, 2019)
snotface, do you also suffer from Blennophobia ?
How can I have a fear of slime, I live in Pattaya!
With a name like snotface, I wasn't quite sure.
dab69 (March 17th, 2019)
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