swim with jellyfish as I did in Lowestoft. Whichever way I tried to swim, the current dragged me towards the stinging little buggers, why didn't the current affect them in the same way? Next time I'm keeping my jeans on.
Be loafing in an Icelandic Hot Pool whilst naked - when a coachload of disapproving French Women arrive ... ah I forgot, already done that (think wrinkled prune)