A group of lads went for a weekend trip to Alton Towers from Plymouth. I got up at 3 am, after 2 hours sleep (I was excited you see) and drove one car of lads. Another friend drove the other car of lads.
Driving 60mph on the M5, we hit some roadworks with a speed limit of 40 mph, my friend was in front and got flashed by a speed camera. I thought 'what an idiot' until i got flashed by the same camera...turns out we were still both doing 60 (funny how it doesn't seem that fast
).
We arrived at Alton Towers about 9:30 am and spent the day farting around in the park, getting told off and chasing girls. Near the end of the day, after only sleeping 2 hours, and driving for 6 I started feeling ill. My friends wanted to go on Nemesis for the 6th time, I chose not to and spent the next 30 odd minutes throwing up in a bin....I was too dizzy to walk.
End of the day, we get to our B&B. The owner is alarmed that we are all lads (even though we told her) and we had to convince her that we were 'sensible' enough to stay. She literally had our money, in her hand, to give back to us. First night an argument broke out between 2 of the lads which involved throwing of the china tea cups at one another. They were really going for it whilst I laid in my top bunk stifling my laughing.
Next day the arguing lads aren't talking to one another and refuse to go in the same car. The day Alton Towers is mostly tense with very little said....until one of our friends fell into the waterway of the River Rapids....we all pointed and laughed, then went home.