Write a story about your worst holiday experience 120 or 150 words 3 or 2 paragraph please help me
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Probably the vacation I would like to forget is my trip to the Dominican Republic, I decided to go more local on this trip and stayed in Cabaret, which is located on the North coast and is a much less tourist friendly area, it is a picturesque beach front town and happens to be the windsurfing capital of the world. I stayed at a beautiful beach resort in a room with an ocean view situated on one of the most pristine beaches at my door step. The resort had every amenity needed to enjoy and relax for 5 amazing days.
The first day I decide to venture out and walk into the small ocean front town, I headed towards a small bar and next thing you know I bump into a small girl about 5 years old, I pause and her mother comes and retrieves her and the child just stares at me, oh well, I continue towards the bar and check my front pocket where I had my money and low and behold it was gone, the past sequence of the child and her mother flashed through my mind immediately, I quickly turn around and they both were nowhere to be seen. So I was pickpocket by a 5 year old and this is only the start.
The following day I decided to take the local bus to Puerto Plata the closest major city about 20 miles away. The bus sort of reminded me of an old school bus, but it served its purpose. My plan was to get off the bus within the city at the most tourist friendly area that I found, have some lunch, do some shopping for souvenirs and return, so I ride and ride and ride through the city and each stop is gradually going downhill, all the stops were areas that were rougher and far less safe than the previous. I figure at that time to abort my journey and just do a round trip ride back to my resort, at that point the bus stopped and the driver told me that I had to get off because it was the final stop. I look around and could not be in an area less desirable. I proceed to get off and figure my priority was to find a return bus quickly. So I start to wander and search. Next thing a local approaches me and introduces himself as “Jimmy" He had noted how I stood out and offered to bring me to an area where I could catch a return bus. This sounded good and probably my best option at the time, so next thing you know Jimmy is giving me a tour of his city, as we walk and walk, I keep asking if we are close to the bus stop and he just keeps on leading me for. a tour of the area, after about 30 minutes he states we are close and I see down the street some bus activity, at this time Jimmy asks for compensation for his personal tour and leading me to the point for my return to the resort. I figure yeah he deserves something so I attempt to hand him five dollars, he then starts to scream how he wants twenty, and how I was taking advantage of him, he started to get very aggressive so to defuse this situation, I reach for another five hold it up, which was like sending off a flare, next thing I know another guy who was listening to my plight physically takes Jimmy’s five dollar bill out of his hand with force and shoves him down to the ground and then looks at me and offers to show me where the bus stop is, I tell him I know where it is and quickly headed that way. I see a van -bus with Cabarete on it and ask the driver how much is the fare he tells me five dollars, so I hand it to him and next thing you know the same guy from before snatches it out of the drivers hand and sprints away. The driver then asks me again for five dollars, so I explained that I already paid him, it was taken from his hand not mine and I rushed into the back corner of the van. The trip was uneventful other than at one point 22 people occupied this small van with some passengers hanging onto the outside of the van, I didn't care I was just happy to get back to my resort safely.
So did I learn to stay withen my resort after this, of course not, I had a 2 AM ride on the back of a small motorcycle taxi, pitch black, bumpy road and hanging on for my life. A guard at an ATM ask me after I took my withdrawal if he made me feel safe, I replied yes, so he asked againwqzqwedwdßsq looking as he pumped his shotgun, I said yes gave him a tip and thanked him. so this is something I remember.
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Note: this is not my personal experience I got it from Quora
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Probably the vacation I would like to forget is my trip to the Dominican Republic, I decided to go more local on this trip and stayed in Cabaret, which is located on the North coast and is a much less tourist friendly area, it is a picturesque beach front town and happens to be the windsurfing capital of the world. I stayed at a beautiful beach resort in a room with an ocean view situated on one of the most pristine beaches at my door step. The resort had every amenity needed to enjoy and relax for 5 amazing days.
The first day I decide to venture out and walk into the small ocean front town, I headed towards a small bar and next thing you know I bump into a small girl about 5 years old, I pause and her mother comes and retrieves her and the child just stares at me, oh well, I continue towards the bar and check my front pocket where I had my money and low and behold it was gone, the past sequence of the child and her mother flashed through my mind immediately, I quickly turn around and they both were nowhere to be seen. So I was pickpocket by a 5 year old and this is only the start.
The following day I decided to take the local bus to Puerto Plata the closest major city about 20 miles away. The bus sort of reminded me of an old school bus, but it served its purpose. My plan was to get off the bus within the city at the most tourist friendly area that I found, have some lunch, do some shopping for souvenirs and return, so I ride and ride and ride through the city and each stop is gradually going downhill, all the stops were areas that were rougher and far less safe than the previous. I figure at that time to abort my journey and just do a round trip ride back to my resort, at that point the bus stopped and the driver told me that I had to get off because it was the final stop. I look around and could not be in an area less desirable. I proceed to get off and figure my priority was to find a return bus quickly. So I start to wander and search. Next thing a local approaches me and introduces himself as “Jimmy" He had noted how I stood out and offered to bring me to an area where I could catch a return bus. This sounded good and probably my best option at the time, so next thing you know Jimmy is giving me a tour of his city, as we walk and walk, I keep asking if we are close to the bus stop and he just keeps on leading me for. a tour of the area, after about 30 minutes he states we are close and I see down the street some bus activity, at this time Jimmy asks for compensation for his personal tour and leading me to the point for my return to the resort. I figure yeah he deserves something so I attempt to hand him five dollars, he then starts to scream how he wants twenty, and how I was taking advantage of him, he started to get very aggressive so to defuse this situation, I reach for another five hold it up, which was like sending off a flare, next thing I know another guy who was listening to my plight physically takes Jimmy’s five dollar bill out of his hand with force and shoves him down to the ground and then looks at me and offers to show me where the bus stop is, I tell him I know where it is and quickly headed that way. I see a van -bus with Cabarete on it and ask the driver how much is the fare he tells me five dollars, so I hand it to him and next thing you know the same guy from before snatches it out of the drivers hand and sprints away. The driver then asks me again for five dollars, so I explained that I already paid him, it was taken from his hand not mine and I rushed into the back corner of the van. The trip was uneventful other than at one point 22 people occupied this small van with some passengers hanging onto the outside of the van, I didn't care I was just happy to get back to my resort safely.
So did I learn to stay withen my resort after this, of course not, I had a 2 AM ride on the back of a small motorcycle taxi, pitch black, bumpy road and hanging on for my life. A guard at an ATM ask me after I took my withdrawal if he made me feel safe, I replied yes, so he asked againwqzqwedwdßsq looking as he pumped his shotgun, I said yes gave him a tip and thanked him. so this is something I remember.
.
Note: this is not my personal experience I got it from Quora
I really hope this helps you I've read it whole and done a lot of research on this if it does help you please let me know by marking my answer as brilliant answer please it would mean a lot to me