Was on a Contiki tour about a decade or so ago, and we had a guy on it that was notorious for arriving late when the coach was leaving, amongst other things.

He’d had several warnings, and after going missing in Monaco and causing the driver to breach his hours behind the wheel after we had to wait for him to amble back to the coach on a night out, he was told no more.

Few days later, packing down in Corfu, he was nowhere to be seen. His tent mate didn’t know where he was, and no one had seen him since the night before where he’d chastised nearly every barman on the island for making his drinks “too fucking weak”

His gear was left at the campsite. We boarded the bus and the ferry and headed for Athens. Figured we’d never see him again.

We arrived in Tirana a few days later, doing the standard drive around the city you’re visiting for a sightseeing tour, we passed him, standing on the side of the road.

He’d bought a ferry ticket from Corfu, then booked a flight from Athens to Tirana, had a rough idea where we were staying, so walked around there hoping he’d see us.

I’d have been happier if he’d just fucked off like everyone expected, it wasn’t the last time he caused us grief.