05.08.2007

Ity trip day 1

Woke up darn early....well I could not sleep for some reason...Managed to get us to the airport well in time. Still felt utterly wonky considering the few hours of sleep I did managed to have the last couple of days.

Playstation was there in the waiting lounge waiting to be used. First we had to make the little boy, who was playing, understand that he better get back to his mother. Once this done, play could start. Ex-OOD sucked in the racing game big time....needless to say who the winner was.

Arrived at Milan. Trip was OK, on the way to the central station, ex-OOD saw a Burger King sign and fix of the day was needed. After leaving our bags at the station, headed for the only BK in town by the Duomo.

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How romantic and touristic. We continued with some shopping as ex-OOD wanted to get a new suitcase. After a couple of hours the model of choice was localised and ready to be bought in the next couple of days

My friend S. joined us later on and we went on for some aperitivo. I went for a negrito and after one I was half drunk, after the second I could hardly feel my legs....oh dear.....my liver is bound to suffer from this trip.

30.06.2007

Pride day

Slept again at 6.00 am and woke up at midday utterly destroyed. Today is Pride. As a good open minded citizen decided to make it not to Pride but to diving training. Then off home, then met some friends by Bastille for a diet coke where Pride was taking place. Very bad music, crap crap crap and the people...oh the people. Off to Cafe La Perle with A.R., which was a bit of a relief then thai dinner then off to Bataclan to parteeeeeeeeee!

Met collegues I have not seen for ages, a friend came over as well with two of his mates. Drinks were gulped, drugs were circulating in the disco as many people were off their heads, like Louis who we had to take out by 4.00 am so he could do a pizza man and take a breath of fresh air and a cab ride home with Gilles. Ended up going home with A.R. and sleeping at his place as I could not be bothered to go home at 5.30 am. And no we did not shag, or did we? eeeeeerrr..........