K, so prepare yourself, this is going to be long.
I have just come back from a week in Cromer with six of my friends. We went camping!!!
It was awesome, we loved every minute, Apart from my friend googles, whom saw himself as the
expert and disapporved of everything.
On this holiday, us 18 yr olds made sandcastles, went crabbing and got really really drunk!
I am a lightweight therefore I can't remember last night well as :francium: and myself made our way through a whole bottle of wiskey.

We all did stupid stuff, Here is a short day by day summery, so I don't forget.
Day one : drove down, I travelled in a 16yr old suzuki samurai, which when you roll down the windows
blast the radio and drive down the a47 pushing 60mph you really can feel it breaking apart beneth
you.
got there set up shop, had the nice piece of fish ever at Mary Jane's, (local chippy) then got drunk.
When I woke up, my botfriend was still asleep, didn't blame him as it was 6.30 in the morn and he had spent most of the night convincing me that walking to the pier wasn't the best idea whilest paraletic,
anyway, woke up, popped my head out of the tent and theres my friend Tom, contorted in a fold away chair, covered to his neck in a picnic blanket, he gave me a nod through the mist. Naturally I assumed he had just got up early, it wasn't til I saw another friend Bourney lying asleep on the floor in his body bag of a sleeping bag; that I realised they hadn't moved all night. Not only were they soaking with dew, but so was all the stuff they had left out, LIKE MY IPOD!
Day Two: Once every one was up we did a bit of brekie on the portable oven thing. Then it was a long drive to wells upon sea, with fresh fish out of the side of a van and to the beach. Where Sam, Reedy and Googles made castles. However It had to be said that bpth Goog's and Reedy's were dwarfed by sams, which looked allot like Mt. Doom. People were stopping to take pictures.
Fran :francium: and I crossed the channel, I know that that is impossible from norfolk, but we did swim accross a channel, lol, the tide was out so the was only little river-y things.
then we dug a big hole.
Oh and in wells I bought 21 rolls of 35mm film, as it was super cheap, great for snap shots.
Then home for a BBQ and getting drunk.

Day Three: Bourney sleep in his car Tom made it into his tent. Me and Fran :francium: went for a very early stroll to the unopen shop and got accosted by a barely dressed builder.
CRABBING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'd never bin, And I caught Five crabs, It doesn't sound like allot but no one else caught any!
We named them.
Jack -Possibly dead, I say he it motivationally challenged.
Huckleberry - Evil sadist whom tried to eat Jack
Quentin - Boring, Doesn't like to be poked
Curly - The little one
Mc Hammer - The rapper.
I loved it. I think others would have loved it too if they had caught something.
Plus we go to see Goog's beach his canoe! Which was very funny.
In the evening I discovered my Gambling addiction, as I had to be forcefully removed from the 2p machines in the arcade, then we when to see Superman Returns, In a really quaint little theatre.
It was good but others did think too much to it.
The it started to rain and storm.
Lightining in a tent is great fun.
No drinking!

Day Four : When on a road trip to Great Yarmouth, Or as it is now known by us as The great Yarr-Mouoth. From which Sam, Reedy And Fran developed a whole new local history for the place (once it is finalised I mite post it) which involves a anthropromophised Yarmouth, Whose nemisis' are The Mecha Crab And The Hoff.
After we discover this sea side resort was a hole, we when down the coast to another hole, which turned out to be awesome as they was a massive air show on, I saw the red arrows!
tHEN WE WENt HOME, mE AND bOURNEY via the coastal roads, where I got to learn how to read a map.
When home, Bourney finished corrupting Tom, by taking him binge drinking and me and fran played drinking games, This is when we drank the whole bottle of wiskey in shots, I don't remember anythnig past my first couple of questions and when I woke up this morning I was still drunk.
Which is why know one can moan at my spelling or grammer, or typos as I have a mother of a hangova.
The we drove home. Me and bourney got lost on the way to Kings Lynn, Then when we found kings Lynn (purely because I didn't listern to Bourney and asked for directions - Men!!!) we couldn't get out as all signs were pointing bnack to Hunstanton.
Found A47, And Ran out of petrol, Or at least we almost did, we literally rolled into a petrol station.
Then It was home.

I've really gone on for a bit, But I have missed loads out. We had an awesome time. And If any of you have managed to read this whole thing then I'm impressed.
I'm planning the next trip now.
Byeeeee.