Do you remember what you do when you are drunk?

I don't always!

I tend to stay away from liqueurs these days, as they have caused way too much mischief in my life.

This particular time it was ouzo (an anise flavoured liqueur popular in Greece).

It was an exciting, but frightening time in 1997, but my Bosnian boyfriend Armin had convinced me to visit Croatia and Bosnia for the two months over the summer holidays. We had no firm plans, or places to stay, except for Sarajevo where his brother lived.

By the time we had reached Ancona, to get the ferry to Split. We had done Venice and had a totally amazing and memorable gondola ride, but we couldn't find (nor afford) a place to stay, so we had slept on the steps of Venice train station for half the night, before being moved on. We then found a boat taxi shelter and slept there until about 5am when the services started up.

Oh my god, Venice is beautiful, but there are swarms of cockroaches on the streets at night. (The bugs, I'm not calling people cockroaches here).

So I should have been tired and slept on the ferry, right?

So we boarded the ferry...

I was sat in the bar area of the ferry enjoying a tipple or three, with Armin and his friend Damir. I was probably amusing myself, as no doubt they would have been chatting away together in another language. (I certainly know how to pick 'em, errr not.)

When it was time to sleep, we lay over some unused chairs and slept, well Armin and Damir did.

They awoke to find me gone.

I had somehow managed to find my way back to bar, which would have involved wandering around most of the ferry to get there...

...in just my underwear!

But I doubt mine was even matching.

But 20 years ago, I was slim, blonde and pretty, so pretty glad I didn't get into too much trouble, or as far as I know...

I was found sleeping, sat up a stool, with my head on the bar and someone else's sandals on.

The first thing I remember is looking at my feet and thinking "these are not my sandals".

I don't/won't drink too much these days. I like fruit cider and the odd glass of wine, but I won't put myself in positions like that again. That particular example wasn't particularly life changing, but a warning in hindsight I should have taken heed of.