Vacation. Staying home never looked so good.
(Roland Düringer) is a car salesman, and for him the best time of the
year has just begun. Sitting next to him in an airplane headed for
Cosamera – an enchanting island paradise – are his wife Lena and his
pubescent daughter, Patrizia. But instead of looking forward to his
all-inclusive vacation, he can’t stop thinking about his problems back
at work. The company is preparing to make some drastic changes, and
Gerry fears for his job.
What are the strains and stresses of
working life compared to the trials and tribulations the next few days
hold in store for him? His suitcase gets lost, his bungalow is the pits,
the activity leaders keep urging him to take part in the fun and games,
and what is a million-times worse than the Austrian vacationers are the
German ones. Lena soon begins to flirt blatantly with an arrogant
German vacationer, and Patrizia doesn’t even try to resist the hungry
advances of a hoard of horny activity studs.
But Gerry’s got his
own problems to worry about: “Poppitz”? Why had the junior executive
Bertram (Gerry’s buddy for career-advancement purposes) been on the
phone so much lately talking to someone with that name? What could this
mean? And who the fuck is Poppitz?