Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day. When it's cold outside I've got the month of May.
I don't know what's been going on recently, I been alarmingly passive, and more laid back and totally out of character and there is no explanation for it other than I must be about to drop dead. I mean why else does my mind set go from cynical hatred-ness to nice, well I think it's called nice, I'm guessing that nobody else has noticed a change in me, why should you?, but I definitely have and it scares me.
So it's been a while since a blog update and that's because I've been lazy.
I decided to take a week off from blogging after the Prague one, which as I'm not paid or under any obligation to update, I thought was a good idea, so thanks for not moaning at me for not updating, certainly not the people's who's blogs I have in my links column anyway, that would be pot/kettle/black.
Nah, I just took some time, I was going to blog on Sunday just gone but I had a hangover, reason for the hangover was because on Saturday I had a school reunion, and I was expecting it to be a damp squib of bollocks mixed with alcohol and years of pent up hatred, I had images of a 'Royal Rumble' in my mind, I can tell you, but it was the complete opposite, I had fun, it was lovely to see some people again after all these years, the school wankers arrived and left early, presumably to go wank each other off over how they used to be like sooooooo cool.
the rest of the bunch were faces I kind of recognised but didn't really know enough about them to socialise, so that was their loss.
Everyone appears to be doing better than me and I soon got embarrassed by telling people I was a heating engineer, eventually resorting to bare faced lying and telling them that I lived in a bin and gave blowjobs for pennies.
The night took us to Monteys, P&P and Carringtons, I can't actually tell you much about 'Ringtons, because I was paralytic, but I spoke to Barry (who was with me) on the Sunday and I don't owe anyone an apology, so that's good.
The previous week, I had been ill, I had managed to contract tuberculosis, which I'm guessing I got from Trelly who got it from Robin, who had it while in Prague, well it's not TB, but it was a nasty fucking cough and cold and it really took it out of me, I've not been ill in ages, so I was shocked by the severity of this one, I swear I actually coughed up a lung in the night.
Shocking news is that Lee has updated his blog, changed his picture and updated his 'links' column, what's going on dude? efficiency? organisation? are you on drugs?
Sir Joffrey is visiting Harrogate on Friday evening with his fair maiden, during a world tour of Yorkshire, so it'll be great to see him, I last saw him just after my birthday last year, I talk to him all the time, so there is absolutely nothing to catch up on, I'm guessing he just wants a big old cuddle from a professional cuddler.
So yeah, that's it, if I missed anything out then tough, have a good un peoples, I'll try and update next Sunday and then the week after I am going to Coniston again (yay) so there will be another big fuck off update for me to spend hours writing and then you read in 4 seconds and don't bother to comment on.
Y' reet set of bastards ya!
Oh yeah, and Collywogs Bloggy Blog has gone on a permanent hiatus due to the fact no one liked it and it was a pain in the knacker to write all the time. So you ruined it people, not me, I might update it now and again, but really, what's the point?
Woggzeh.
So it's been a while since a blog update and that's because I've been lazy.
I decided to take a week off from blogging after the Prague one, which as I'm not paid or under any obligation to update, I thought was a good idea, so thanks for not moaning at me for not updating, certainly not the people's who's blogs I have in my links column anyway, that would be pot/kettle/black.
Nah, I just took some time, I was going to blog on Sunday just gone but I had a hangover, reason for the hangover was because on Saturday I had a school reunion, and I was expecting it to be a damp squib of bollocks mixed with alcohol and years of pent up hatred, I had images of a 'Royal Rumble' in my mind, I can tell you, but it was the complete opposite, I had fun, it was lovely to see some people again after all these years, the school wankers arrived and left early, presumably to go wank each other off over how they used to be like sooooooo cool.
the rest of the bunch were faces I kind of recognised but didn't really know enough about them to socialise, so that was their loss.
Everyone appears to be doing better than me and I soon got embarrassed by telling people I was a heating engineer, eventually resorting to bare faced lying and telling them that I lived in a bin and gave blowjobs for pennies.
The night took us to Monteys, P&P and Carringtons, I can't actually tell you much about 'Ringtons, because I was paralytic, but I spoke to Barry (who was with me) on the Sunday and I don't owe anyone an apology, so that's good.
The previous week, I had been ill, I had managed to contract tuberculosis, which I'm guessing I got from Trelly who got it from Robin, who had it while in Prague, well it's not TB, but it was a nasty fucking cough and cold and it really took it out of me, I've not been ill in ages, so I was shocked by the severity of this one, I swear I actually coughed up a lung in the night.
Shocking news is that Lee has updated his blog, changed his picture and updated his 'links' column, what's going on dude? efficiency? organisation? are you on drugs?
Sir Joffrey is visiting Harrogate on Friday evening with his fair maiden, during a world tour of Yorkshire, so it'll be great to see him, I last saw him just after my birthday last year, I talk to him all the time, so there is absolutely nothing to catch up on, I'm guessing he just wants a big old cuddle from a professional cuddler.
So yeah, that's it, if I missed anything out then tough, have a good un peoples, I'll try and update next Sunday and then the week after I am going to Coniston again (yay) so there will be another big fuck off update for me to spend hours writing and then you read in 4 seconds and don't bother to comment on.
Y' reet set of bastards ya!
Oh yeah, and Collywogs Bloggy Blog has gone on a permanent hiatus due to the fact no one liked it and it was a pain in the knacker to write all the time. So you ruined it people, not me, I might update it now and again, but really, what's the point?
Woggzeh.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Trip to Prague 10th - 13th July 2008
Wow, what a weekend, I'm not sure I can do Prague justice by what I write in this blog, the place is amazing, such a beautiful city and I want to go back right now!, so here we go, here's what I did this weekend:
Thursday:
I got really bored of sitting at home waiting until 2pm for our trip to East Midlands Airport so I buggered off to Robins place early, we eventually all gathered there and at 2pm on the dot, we set off (setting off on time must be a first for Robin!) the Journey was pretty uneventful, we picked Bullough up on the way and Paul had crab paste sandwiches which stunk the car out, (he got the crab paste from the chemist).
We arrived at E.M.A in good time and were thrilled to see that our flight had been delayed by an hour, I suppose it could have been worse but and hour can drag when you are stuck in an airport.
We eventually got on the plane and the take off was a dodgy affair, after driving round for about 15 minutes, the pilot told us that he had an emergency warning light flashing at him, but it's gone off now, (relief, but he should have lied to us and said there were fairies on the runway or something) then he took off and we hit turbulence immediately and the plane was shaking like mad, I honestly thought that we were going to fall out of the sky, I kept calm though, waiting for the pilot to scream, 'Brace Brace' which is the code for us to put our heads between our legs and kiss our arses goodbye!
We didn't die! it was a pretty good flight until the landing in which the pilot must have misjudged the runway because we hit the tarmac at such a speed the plane bounced down the runway, some people screamed, which was funny, we eventually got off the plane and collected our bags and got in the taxi to the apartments, which weren't that great, but it had everything we needed (apart from a decent lift) The taxi ride was quite funny because I was sat in the back and could witness everyone's heads twitching from side to side every time we passed a commercial area, and it was really funny because it was quite obvious that everyone was looking for their first glimpse of a Czech prostitute, (needn't have bothered, Wencelas Sq was full of them).
We threw the bags into our apartment, had a quick toilet break, and then straight out on the town and then it went mad!
Within 2 minutes of stepping out onto the square Matt had been asked if he wanted drugs, a prostitute and to go to a few bars by the annoying touts who follow you all over the place trying to get you to go to their pub, "you want titty bar?, we have beautiful women, touch them, do what you want to them, follow me" it's almost reminiscent of the scene from 'From Dusk till Dawn' where that bloke does that massive speech, 'pussy pussy pussy' it's just crazy, anyway we feel for it and went to some Irish bar and had our first drinks, which went down a treat, we stayed there for a couple and then left, we had to run the gauntlet again and the touts all followed us and chatted to us, We eventually left the square and Dave took us to a little bar that he knew and the beer was cheap, some of the group split up and went to a club, but the rest of us, chilled out and relaxed, before going to McDonalds for a burger and then home to bed at 4am!
Friday:
I woke up at 07:30 and not wanting to wake anyone up, I sat and read my Prague guides until 9am when I had to get up for some water and to use the toilet, we all met up a bit later and went to a cafe for breakfast, I had a full English and fresh orange juice (and when I say fresh, I mean wow, ferrrrrrresh!), it was in here that Pavla came to meet us, she was with her boyfriend Petr and it was lovely to see her again, we arranged to meet up later that evening and she would take us to Zlaty Strom (spelling is probably wrong), so she went to the zoo and we went to the Astronomical clock which looks amazing (it is worth noting that it was here that I saw, quite possibly, the most gorgeous woman in the world, in a very short skirt) we took pictures and carried on our way to the Charles bridge which was a very picturesque bridge, we walked across that, and then up a bloody great hill, (I forgot to mention that it was well over 30 degrees and I had a burned head and was sweating a lot) the walk was worth it though because we came to a cathedral and had a wander round that, then it was back down the hill to the nearest bar where we had a drink and watched a crazy pigeon run around our feet.
Somehow on the way back Trelly and myself got split up from the crowd and had to navigate the mean streets of Prague back to our hotel on our own, and this is the best thing, I had been there for less than 24 hours and I already felt that I knew the place inside out, needless to say, we ended up back at the astronomical clock and it was a simple walk up the road back to our digs, where I made an ice pack to cool my head down (it was now a big red beacon) the other rocked up about 20 minutes later, we all chillaxed and then we went to Tesco for some beers and food.
Having eaten a dodgy pizza it was almost 8pm, which was our rendezvous time to meet Pavla at the metro station (100 metres away from our front door) so we set off and had to run the gauntlet again, in that distance, in those two minutes, we were accosted 5 times! it was funny at first but they got really annoying.
Pavla arrives bang on time and takes us to get tickets and then takes us on a massive journey, up escalators, down steps, round the corner to wait for the train, we sit down and it takes off at about 100mph, we travel two stops and then go for a short walk to the pub, we passed the television tower on the way which had giant statues of babies climbing up it, it's a strange sight, but definitely not something you see everyday, we get to the pub, where Petr has saved us a table and has brought along his friend (who's name I can't remember but it translates to Wenceslas,* his name is Vaclav, I just spoke to Pavla) now this guy is funny! he works in the U.S embassy and speaks brilliant English and has a passion for Premier league football, so he chatted to us, and Pavla chatted to us, and I felt a bit sorry for Petr because he doesn't speak a lot of English so he couldn't really join in, needless to say, the drink prices in this part of town were dirt cheap (20CZK, which is about 66p) it was particularly good there because when you finish your drink the bar woman (right grumpy cow) brought you over another beer, you didn't need to leave your seat! amazing! anyway, we had 20+ drinks and wine for Pavla and our whole bill came to about £20 (maybe less) which is just brilliant, Pavla and Petr then took us back on the metro (Dave and Paul dodged paying their fare! naughty) to a club near the Charles bridge. I got Pavla to get me my drinks and was paying 28CZK for a pint where as the others were getting their own drinks and were paying three times as much, it's really cheeky to have local and tourist prices that are so expensive, but I guess there is nothing we can do about it. The bar had a dance floor which Pavla flocked to, and we had a wander to find a really cool bar which had 4 women dancing and stripping on the bar, so we stayed and had a look at that for a while.
We eventually all settled by the dance floor where Paul crashed and burned trying to chat up a local woman, (she wanted me) but that's Paul for you, game for anything. We eventually left the club at god knows when and went back to Wenceslas sq where Pavla got a chicken schnitzel and Paul got a dirty hot dog, we went back to the apartments and sat up and had another beer eventually getting to bed around 04:30 - 5am.
Saturday:
Robins 30th!
We get up around 10ish and Robin isn't in the best of moods, he had a bit of a cough that had kept him awake half the night and Paul's snoring kept him awake the other half.
It's decided that Birthday boy makes all the decisions, so we went on a boat trip from Charles Bridge, around the river and back, it was a good trip, our guide told us all about the history of the place and enjoyed a complimentary beer while we travelled, the guide showed us pictures of the flooding in 2002 where the water rose up 6 metres, which is crazily high, Bradbury asked the question, ''did you continue doing the tours?'' which has to go down as one of the most stupid questions I've ever heard.
With the boat trip done we headed through the old town square (eyeing up pretty ladies) and sat down for a drink outside a pub that was in the shade, some people had food, I chose not to bother as I was going to buy some from the shops later, after our drinks we headed towards the supermarket because the Byroms wanted to get Robin a cake and when they eventually found a nice chocolate one, it was a stealth operation to get it back to the apartments without Robin spotting it, which mainly consisted of Chris (not the smallest of blokes) trying to hide behind bus shelters, lamp posts and anything else at hand.
We relaxed in our apartments for a couple of hours before heading downstairs to the pizza restaurant and the big party dinner, I had a really tasty pizza, but I can't remember it's name, once we had all eaten then the waitresses brought out Robins cake and we all sang happy birthday to him, he got embarrassed, which was funny, and then we all had some cake and hit the town.
We went to a bar that was in an arcade kind of area, which also had a very strange statue of an upside down horse with the rider straddled across the belly of the horse, very strange indeed.
The bar was pretty cool and we managed to get a table , I say get a table, but Ian and Denise sat at a table where there was a little Czech guy (called Jez) sat on his own watching the ultimate fighting championships, he didn't speak a word of English and so when I spoke to him in Czech (what little I know) he seemed genuinely happy and replied, 'Dobre' which means 'good' so I was happy as Larry, after that pub we decide to go to one of the 'best' night clubs in Europe, it has five levels to it and is huge, it is also the hottest place I have ever been! I had sweat pissing from every pore on my body, my eyes were sweating as were my teeth, it was so uncomfortable, I could hardly breathe, I thought it was just me (being a fat bastard and all) but it wasn't me, nobody was enjoying themselves because they were too hot and couldn't breathe,. so we had a couple of drinks in there and did one double quick, On the way home we found a little bar that was lovely, it had a nice dance floor and a nice seating area, so we stayed there untill about 4am when we all set off home, Paul and myself decided to get a hot dog and in doing so lost every one, (Trelly said he was waiting for us, but I didn't see him) So we staggered towards our apartments and got stopped by one of these bloke, "you want titty bar?" we told him that we weren't interested then he said, "It's free entry" and I decided it would be rude not to go. So we went there and had a few drinks and totally lost track of time, (great girls, great shows!)
We had as much as we could drink and decided to creep back home only to get outside and discover that it was daylight! we were confused but also found it funny, we staggered home and even at that time some bloke tried to sell me cocaine, we got to our apartments but neither of us had a key, so we woke Trelly up by buzzing him, and he got annoyed and wouldn't let us in, luckily James Byrom was on the balcony and he buzzed us in, we eventually crashed at about 6am, check out was at midday, bollocks!
Sunday:
I woke up at about 10am and ran to the toilet, that hot dog had decided it wanted to exit my body via my colon and wasn't waiting any longer, if anyone was in the toilet then I would have dragged them out, luckily there wasn't!
it is fair to say I was feeling rough, I packed all my gear and we put it in a holding area and went for breakfast, which I skipped, settling for a coke instead.
I had arranged to meet Pavla and Petr at 1400 for some drinks and food, they took us shopping and Dave bough Hannah a necklace (it cost him £2000 - Just in case Hannah reads this, if she doesn't read this, then it was a bit less) then they took us to a cafe where I had a pasta salad, I managed about 5 spoonfuls and had to give up, stupid hangover! I had a pint to try and make it better, but went onto water after that.
the rain came down and cleared up, we went back to meet the others and said goodbye to Pavla, I'm sure she had tears in her eyes as we departed ( I know I did) it was really lovely to see her again and she hasn't changed a bit, her English is better too.
We met the lads at a sports bar for a couple of drinks before heading back to our apartments to await our taxi transfer, not before passing the Darling cabaret bar where they employ a crazy man to run around giving out fliers and telling us about the 'sexy midget, sexy midget' apparently he is a bit of a character and anyone who has been to Prague has seen him and will tell you that he's a hyperactive crazy bloke (sounds like me).
Prague airport is pretty unspectacular and small, and really by the time you are there, you have accepted that your holiday is over and just want to get home.
The plane left on time and was a good flight and a great landing, we saw fireworks going off as we flew over France which was cool.
Robin had to drive us all home after that, luckily the roads were clear as Robin kept jumping red lights, I eventually got through my front door at 2am, I made a cup of tea, had a sandwich and went to bed.
Monday:
Got up at 11am, wished I was still in Prague and started to write this blog and upload my photos to Facebook, I have to upload my pictures using the simple upload thing because when I use the Java application, it always crashes and fails, which is annoying.
There is nothing more to say other than, Thank you Robin for organising it all, than you everyone who came and made it what it was and Thank you people of the Czech Republic, I will be back soon, I've really fallen in love with the place, just one thing that I found disappointing is that I didn't see any cats! although I know where you can see a lot of pussys!
Thursday:
I got really bored of sitting at home waiting until 2pm for our trip to East Midlands Airport so I buggered off to Robins place early, we eventually all gathered there and at 2pm on the dot, we set off (setting off on time must be a first for Robin!) the Journey was pretty uneventful, we picked Bullough up on the way and Paul had crab paste sandwiches which stunk the car out, (he got the crab paste from the chemist).
We arrived at E.M.A in good time and were thrilled to see that our flight had been delayed by an hour, I suppose it could have been worse but and hour can drag when you are stuck in an airport.
We eventually got on the plane and the take off was a dodgy affair, after driving round for about 15 minutes, the pilot told us that he had an emergency warning light flashing at him, but it's gone off now, (relief, but he should have lied to us and said there were fairies on the runway or something) then he took off and we hit turbulence immediately and the plane was shaking like mad, I honestly thought that we were going to fall out of the sky, I kept calm though, waiting for the pilot to scream, 'Brace Brace' which is the code for us to put our heads between our legs and kiss our arses goodbye!
We didn't die! it was a pretty good flight until the landing in which the pilot must have misjudged the runway because we hit the tarmac at such a speed the plane bounced down the runway, some people screamed, which was funny, we eventually got off the plane and collected our bags and got in the taxi to the apartments, which weren't that great, but it had everything we needed (apart from a decent lift) The taxi ride was quite funny because I was sat in the back and could witness everyone's heads twitching from side to side every time we passed a commercial area, and it was really funny because it was quite obvious that everyone was looking for their first glimpse of a Czech prostitute, (needn't have bothered, Wencelas Sq was full of them).
We threw the bags into our apartment, had a quick toilet break, and then straight out on the town and then it went mad!
Within 2 minutes of stepping out onto the square Matt had been asked if he wanted drugs, a prostitute and to go to a few bars by the annoying touts who follow you all over the place trying to get you to go to their pub, "you want titty bar?, we have beautiful women, touch them, do what you want to them, follow me" it's almost reminiscent of the scene from 'From Dusk till Dawn' where that bloke does that massive speech, 'pussy pussy pussy' it's just crazy, anyway we feel for it and went to some Irish bar and had our first drinks, which went down a treat, we stayed there for a couple and then left, we had to run the gauntlet again and the touts all followed us and chatted to us, We eventually left the square and Dave took us to a little bar that he knew and the beer was cheap, some of the group split up and went to a club, but the rest of us, chilled out and relaxed, before going to McDonalds for a burger and then home to bed at 4am!
Friday:
I woke up at 07:30 and not wanting to wake anyone up, I sat and read my Prague guides until 9am when I had to get up for some water and to use the toilet, we all met up a bit later and went to a cafe for breakfast, I had a full English and fresh orange juice (and when I say fresh, I mean wow, ferrrrrrresh!), it was in here that Pavla came to meet us, she was with her boyfriend Petr and it was lovely to see her again, we arranged to meet up later that evening and she would take us to Zlaty Strom (spelling is probably wrong), so she went to the zoo and we went to the Astronomical clock which looks amazing (it is worth noting that it was here that I saw, quite possibly, the most gorgeous woman in the world, in a very short skirt) we took pictures and carried on our way to the Charles bridge which was a very picturesque bridge, we walked across that, and then up a bloody great hill, (I forgot to mention that it was well over 30 degrees and I had a burned head and was sweating a lot) the walk was worth it though because we came to a cathedral and had a wander round that, then it was back down the hill to the nearest bar where we had a drink and watched a crazy pigeon run around our feet.
Somehow on the way back Trelly and myself got split up from the crowd and had to navigate the mean streets of Prague back to our hotel on our own, and this is the best thing, I had been there for less than 24 hours and I already felt that I knew the place inside out, needless to say, we ended up back at the astronomical clock and it was a simple walk up the road back to our digs, where I made an ice pack to cool my head down (it was now a big red beacon) the other rocked up about 20 minutes later, we all chillaxed and then we went to Tesco for some beers and food.
Having eaten a dodgy pizza it was almost 8pm, which was our rendezvous time to meet Pavla at the metro station (100 metres away from our front door) so we set off and had to run the gauntlet again, in that distance, in those two minutes, we were accosted 5 times! it was funny at first but they got really annoying.
Pavla arrives bang on time and takes us to get tickets and then takes us on a massive journey, up escalators, down steps, round the corner to wait for the train, we sit down and it takes off at about 100mph, we travel two stops and then go for a short walk to the pub, we passed the television tower on the way which had giant statues of babies climbing up it, it's a strange sight, but definitely not something you see everyday, we get to the pub, where Petr has saved us a table and has brought along his friend (who's name I can't remember but it translates to Wenceslas,* his name is Vaclav, I just spoke to Pavla) now this guy is funny! he works in the U.S embassy and speaks brilliant English and has a passion for Premier league football, so he chatted to us, and Pavla chatted to us, and I felt a bit sorry for Petr because he doesn't speak a lot of English so he couldn't really join in, needless to say, the drink prices in this part of town were dirt cheap (20CZK, which is about 66p) it was particularly good there because when you finish your drink the bar woman (right grumpy cow) brought you over another beer, you didn't need to leave your seat! amazing! anyway, we had 20+ drinks and wine for Pavla and our whole bill came to about £20 (maybe less) which is just brilliant, Pavla and Petr then took us back on the metro (Dave and Paul dodged paying their fare! naughty) to a club near the Charles bridge. I got Pavla to get me my drinks and was paying 28CZK for a pint where as the others were getting their own drinks and were paying three times as much, it's really cheeky to have local and tourist prices that are so expensive, but I guess there is nothing we can do about it. The bar had a dance floor which Pavla flocked to, and we had a wander to find a really cool bar which had 4 women dancing and stripping on the bar, so we stayed and had a look at that for a while.
We eventually all settled by the dance floor where Paul crashed and burned trying to chat up a local woman, (she wanted me) but that's Paul for you, game for anything. We eventually left the club at god knows when and went back to Wenceslas sq where Pavla got a chicken schnitzel and Paul got a dirty hot dog, we went back to the apartments and sat up and had another beer eventually getting to bed around 04:30 - 5am.
Saturday:
Robins 30th!
We get up around 10ish and Robin isn't in the best of moods, he had a bit of a cough that had kept him awake half the night and Paul's snoring kept him awake the other half.
It's decided that Birthday boy makes all the decisions, so we went on a boat trip from Charles Bridge, around the river and back, it was a good trip, our guide told us all about the history of the place and enjoyed a complimentary beer while we travelled, the guide showed us pictures of the flooding in 2002 where the water rose up 6 metres, which is crazily high, Bradbury asked the question, ''did you continue doing the tours?'' which has to go down as one of the most stupid questions I've ever heard.
With the boat trip done we headed through the old town square (eyeing up pretty ladies) and sat down for a drink outside a pub that was in the shade, some people had food, I chose not to bother as I was going to buy some from the shops later, after our drinks we headed towards the supermarket because the Byroms wanted to get Robin a cake and when they eventually found a nice chocolate one, it was a stealth operation to get it back to the apartments without Robin spotting it, which mainly consisted of Chris (not the smallest of blokes) trying to hide behind bus shelters, lamp posts and anything else at hand.
We relaxed in our apartments for a couple of hours before heading downstairs to the pizza restaurant and the big party dinner, I had a really tasty pizza, but I can't remember it's name, once we had all eaten then the waitresses brought out Robins cake and we all sang happy birthday to him, he got embarrassed, which was funny, and then we all had some cake and hit the town.
We went to a bar that was in an arcade kind of area, which also had a very strange statue of an upside down horse with the rider straddled across the belly of the horse, very strange indeed.
The bar was pretty cool and we managed to get a table , I say get a table, but Ian and Denise sat at a table where there was a little Czech guy (called Jez) sat on his own watching the ultimate fighting championships, he didn't speak a word of English and so when I spoke to him in Czech (what little I know) he seemed genuinely happy and replied, 'Dobre' which means 'good' so I was happy as Larry, after that pub we decide to go to one of the 'best' night clubs in Europe, it has five levels to it and is huge, it is also the hottest place I have ever been! I had sweat pissing from every pore on my body, my eyes were sweating as were my teeth, it was so uncomfortable, I could hardly breathe, I thought it was just me (being a fat bastard and all) but it wasn't me, nobody was enjoying themselves because they were too hot and couldn't breathe,. so we had a couple of drinks in there and did one double quick, On the way home we found a little bar that was lovely, it had a nice dance floor and a nice seating area, so we stayed there untill about 4am when we all set off home, Paul and myself decided to get a hot dog and in doing so lost every one, (Trelly said he was waiting for us, but I didn't see him) So we staggered towards our apartments and got stopped by one of these bloke, "you want titty bar?" we told him that we weren't interested then he said, "It's free entry" and I decided it would be rude not to go. So we went there and had a few drinks and totally lost track of time, (great girls, great shows!)
We had as much as we could drink and decided to creep back home only to get outside and discover that it was daylight! we were confused but also found it funny, we staggered home and even at that time some bloke tried to sell me cocaine, we got to our apartments but neither of us had a key, so we woke Trelly up by buzzing him, and he got annoyed and wouldn't let us in, luckily James Byrom was on the balcony and he buzzed us in, we eventually crashed at about 6am, check out was at midday, bollocks!
Sunday:
I woke up at about 10am and ran to the toilet, that hot dog had decided it wanted to exit my body via my colon and wasn't waiting any longer, if anyone was in the toilet then I would have dragged them out, luckily there wasn't!
it is fair to say I was feeling rough, I packed all my gear and we put it in a holding area and went for breakfast, which I skipped, settling for a coke instead.
I had arranged to meet Pavla and Petr at 1400 for some drinks and food, they took us shopping and Dave bough Hannah a necklace (it cost him £2000 - Just in case Hannah reads this, if she doesn't read this, then it was a bit less) then they took us to a cafe where I had a pasta salad, I managed about 5 spoonfuls and had to give up, stupid hangover! I had a pint to try and make it better, but went onto water after that.
the rain came down and cleared up, we went back to meet the others and said goodbye to Pavla, I'm sure she had tears in her eyes as we departed ( I know I did) it was really lovely to see her again and she hasn't changed a bit, her English is better too.
We met the lads at a sports bar for a couple of drinks before heading back to our apartments to await our taxi transfer, not before passing the Darling cabaret bar where they employ a crazy man to run around giving out fliers and telling us about the 'sexy midget, sexy midget' apparently he is a bit of a character and anyone who has been to Prague has seen him and will tell you that he's a hyperactive crazy bloke (sounds like me).
Prague airport is pretty unspectacular and small, and really by the time you are there, you have accepted that your holiday is over and just want to get home.
The plane left on time and was a good flight and a great landing, we saw fireworks going off as we flew over France which was cool.
Robin had to drive us all home after that, luckily the roads were clear as Robin kept jumping red lights, I eventually got through my front door at 2am, I made a cup of tea, had a sandwich and went to bed.
Monday:
Got up at 11am, wished I was still in Prague and started to write this blog and upload my photos to Facebook, I have to upload my pictures using the simple upload thing because when I use the Java application, it always crashes and fails, which is annoying.
There is nothing more to say other than, Thank you Robin for organising it all, than you everyone who came and made it what it was and Thank you people of the Czech Republic, I will be back soon, I've really fallen in love with the place, just one thing that I found disappointing is that I didn't see any cats! although I know where you can see a lot of pussys!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Thorn in my side, You know thats all you ever were, A bundle of lies, You know thats all that it was worth..
Now then peeps.
Just trying to waste time at the moment because I'm going to Prague today and I've done everything I need to do and now I have a couple of hours to wait before going to Robins and getting a lift to the airport, so here I am.
Apologies about Sundays update it was a mixture of Hangover and well.. I had a hangover so I couldn't be arsed to blog.
Monday was my birthday, I got lots of nice things, thankfully I got pants too, I'd literally blown holes in all my others so now I'm happy, had a few drinks with Trel and Paul at lunchtime and then a few more drinks in the evening, Tuesday and Wednesday have bummed along at the speed of a dead snail, always the case when you are looking forward to something the days before drag and then the weekend will be over in the blink of an eye and before I know it I'll be round at Trelly's watching The Gadget Show saying, 'Is it Monday already?'
I really am excited about going away, I can't wait to leave all the shit in Harrogate and just go and have a good time with no worries, well, I say no worries, if you believe everything you read about Prague then I'll be lucky if I come home with any money/clothes/limbs! apparently Prague and especially the part we are in (Wenceslas sq) is reminiscent of London circa 1880 and the days of Oliver Twist and the street urchins running around lifting your wallet and other valuables, it would be all too easy to worry about what is around every corner and that'd ruin my trip, so as I generally don't worry, I'll have a good time.
Well I think that'll do for now, I will do a huge update when I return like I do for camping, I hope it will be satisfactory.
Take care people, have a good weekend, if you hear of a plane crashing this evening and it's travelling to Prague from East Midlands and this blog doesn't get updated then don't start fucking complaining!
Woggzeh
Just trying to waste time at the moment because I'm going to Prague today and I've done everything I need to do and now I have a couple of hours to wait before going to Robins and getting a lift to the airport, so here I am.
Apologies about Sundays update it was a mixture of Hangover and well.. I had a hangover so I couldn't be arsed to blog.
Monday was my birthday, I got lots of nice things, thankfully I got pants too, I'd literally blown holes in all my others so now I'm happy, had a few drinks with Trel and Paul at lunchtime and then a few more drinks in the evening, Tuesday and Wednesday have bummed along at the speed of a dead snail, always the case when you are looking forward to something the days before drag and then the weekend will be over in the blink of an eye and before I know it I'll be round at Trelly's watching The Gadget Show saying, 'Is it Monday already?'
I really am excited about going away, I can't wait to leave all the shit in Harrogate and just go and have a good time with no worries, well, I say no worries, if you believe everything you read about Prague then I'll be lucky if I come home with any money/clothes/limbs! apparently Prague and especially the part we are in (Wenceslas sq) is reminiscent of London circa 1880 and the days of Oliver Twist and the street urchins running around lifting your wallet and other valuables, it would be all too easy to worry about what is around every corner and that'd ruin my trip, so as I generally don't worry, I'll have a good time.
Well I think that'll do for now, I will do a huge update when I return like I do for camping, I hope it will be satisfactory.
Take care people, have a good weekend, if you hear of a plane crashing this evening and it's travelling to Prague from East Midlands and this blog doesn't get updated then don't start fucking complaining!
Woggzeh
Sunday, July 06, 2008
I'm a wanker, I'm a wanker, and it does me good like it bloody well should.
well, went out last night, had a good drink,my birthday tomorrow, whoo hoo and all that, can't be arsed to blog, there will be no blog next week because I'm in Prague, so toodle ooh, will blog when I get back, one of those long boring fucking blogs that takes ages to write and everyone expects a great blog and I take it upon myself to write it and then you just fucking moan that it's not as good as it could have been, well you can fuck off my friend, because I write the blogs and you fucking read them, and if it's not up to standard, then write your fucking own!
