I jumped into an empty pool...
I can't believe how drunk I was
Three words: Contiki, Corfu, Alcohol. It can be a painful combination and for me it was. So, after a great day of hanging at the beach, we started the pre-drinks before the evening's Greek Dinner in town.
A bottle of Smirnoff went like a can of Solo on a 40 degree day and feeling the affects, we headed off to dinner where we were feed a seemingly unending mixture of red and white wines. After an entertaining night of drunk dancing, laughing and Greek food, we returned to the hotel somewhat smashed. So smashed in fact, I decided to jump into the empty pool (bomb style) landing towards the deep end and almost snapping both my ankles!
Not feeling any pain due to the 0.2 BAC I went to bed fit as a fiddle. For the remainder of the tour and a bit more (4 weeks) I found myself hobbling around Europe in pain! Idiot!
