My worst holiday was to Poland. I love Poland but the worse time was the first time I went. It was when I was younger, but I went as part of a youth exchange and we stayed in some really dirty, old camp. Stayed in some wooden "sheds" and no word of a lie, the first night that we had rain the roof actually caved in on us while we were asleep. How nobody was hurt I have no idea. Food consisted of stale bread and water and some days when we were lucky enough to get some pasta, they wouldn't allow us to eat it until they had poured sugar (?!?) all over the top of it! Anyhow...
do you like cheese? If so, which type is your favourite?