I Caught A Flight, Feelings And… An STD

I’ve started a little diary series called ‘I caught a flight, feelings and…’ which ties my two blog topics together – travel and relationships. I’ve had some anonymous entries on people who have had a holiday romance. Exciting stuff I know! So over the next couple of weeks, find out exactly what they got up to when they opened themselves up to international intimacy πŸ‘€πŸ‘€πŸ‘€

ENTRY 1

I’ll let you in on a little secret. My stay in Sweden somehow ended up as a holiday romance. The host of where I was staying was fit and chemistry was just THERE. Instead of sleeping in my bed, I ended up in his and I received the best cuddles and kisses I could ever ask for. Haha travel love stories are always one to remember. So… on the Thursday, I was supposed to go out and network at an event. Instead, I ended up staying in because he cooked for me and glasses of wine flowed. Looking into his amazing Swedish green/blue eyes… I swear I need a rewind button. I didn’t get back from my day trip around the city on the Saturday until about 10pm. This guy cooked for me from scratch again!! I swear I was falling.

two person carrying black inflatable pool float on brown wooden bridge near waterfalls
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ENTRY 2

My story is short and sweet. I was on a family holiday a couple years back. I met a cutie round the pool of our hotel and it turned out her room was about 6 doors down from mine and my bros. We would spend all day round the pool with each other talking and drinking so by day 3 it made sense that we carried it on into the night. My little bro had to sleep so we went to her room and well… the magic happened. I spent the rest of the trip with nuts the size of baseballs and needing to pee every 20 minutes and couldn’t work out why. Got checked when I got back and this HARLOT gave me chlamydia. Wrap up guys.

Do you have a holiday romance story? Tell me anonymously HERE!

XOXO Gossip Elle

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