oh i forgot........
whilst we were at the campsite in potsdam(berlin) we saw these two girls come walking down the path towards us after we had already been for a swim,(and i mean these two in bikinis would make you want to go and jump in all over again).
so after oggling at them for the next day and a half we eventually ended up talking to them on our last night, well i say we shane went to the toilet and eventually when he came back he said he had been talking to them and liked on of them.so being the good mate that i am i came over to give him a helping hand, i mean how can he chat one of them up with the other one there and unfortunately although they are sisters i had to put up with trying to talk to the younger one whilst he went after the older one.little did i know how much younger untill i asked and then took a step back and just carried on talking so that she wouldnt go over and interupt shane mid-flow.....being nice as i am.but in the end everything that i had done to help the poor boy he managed to mess up all by himself.as we all congregated to say goodnight (being the ample opportunity for shane to ask her to go for a walk or something) he took a step back and stretched but it seemed that whilst stretching he managed to relax a certain area which made the most delightful noise.....a fart!!!!!!yes after all his hard work and my help he went and farted right in from of them whilst everything else was quiet and no one was speaking.talk about a mood killer, never have i seen two people hurriedly say goodnight and leave in that fashion before in my life.......and of course shane is left standing there like a pillock not knowing what to do or say after his action, so hanging his head in shame he goes to bed......silly silly boy......
(now please that has to be up for some kind of award for network)
Sunday, 22 July 2007
annoying little people standing over my shoulder......
left berlin and moving on, well not said that in a while without a (but we stayed a few extra nights) now have i??? we put in a big day getting out of berlin and after the sun and rain and anything else that has been decided to be thrown at us we managed to get to a campsite once again in the middle of nowhere but ner to a place called stendal.....however then insue a great day as we found that just behind what seemed toe a dark and dingy forest that we were sure to get bitten to pieces in we emerged onto a massive manmade beach!!!!cue the frisbee!!!well the repaired one anyways.....but first time for a swim and after going out to about 50 meters i hit upon something i wasnt exactly expecting, a ledge in the middle of nowhere???adn when i saya ledge i mean a rock and it ws surrounded by god only knowswhat but after closin my eyes and hoping i decided that it was all just very soft mud.....well i hope so at least.....
one of the oddest things about that campsite was oaying 25 euro deposit on a key for the toilets which we presume was a reason for us to go back in the morning and pay for the site....but not!!!upon going back to reception and meetin a few fellow cyclists and playing the mine is bigger than yours game with routes i got the deposit back and he sent me on my way....without paying!!!YAY!!!!
unfortunately our luck didnt last to the next night as we had to pay for that one and it was interestingly placed to say the least, however we did meet another couple of fellow cycling travellers....but these guys were american.ensuing mine is bigger than yours in every fashion between shane and the guy (the guy having twice as much kit on each bike for a 2 week trip) proved to come to a halt when in the morning shane realised that he had his first puncture!!!!after all the picking on me finally he got one too!!!!but he was slightly more fortunate than me in as the american guy who was standing there had a friend with him who builds his own bikes!!!not bad eh so as well as shane getting some expert advice on his tyres he also got a free tune up from the guy whilst having to listen to the worst german in the world ´coming from the american, and whats worst the german guy even spoke english!!!the game did eventually come to a halt when shane had out his padlock for the bikes, kryptonite, the best make around right and you always want a lock with u right???but no the american pipes up with "why would you carry that around its way too heavy, we dont need anything like that.and its not even that good." but at that moment the german guy turns around and sees the lock on the floor and picks it up for shane and after handing it to him turns to the american and says "the best, everyone should have one" so after leaving the american gobsmakced and shane rather smug we leave promptly and gain a good pump thanks to the nice german man.(also just before we got to the camosite that night shane ended up with yet another puncture!!!)
last night we ended up at a campsite that i wouldnt even think would exist....and i mean that because the nearest village is 5km away and there is sod all on site.except for an old lady who saw fit that after a long day cycling we seemed to need coffee and cake and she didnt take no for an answer, untill it came to charging us for it......however we do have to say that it was great cake full of sugar and very soft.just right....the only odd thing about the campsite was that the daughter of the owner decided to say just before we went to bed in the only english phrase that she had said all night "ah you sleep under my bedroom window" so with a strange sense of foreboding we quickly gathered our things and made for bed.without looking up for fear of anything to come.
now instead of staying there for another day and resting we decided to move on a bit to another site just down the road but out of the way abit so the next day wouldnt be so bad.....however after arriving here and finding it is actually a really good place we are staying here anyways!!!(they have go karting)bar is good and fairly cheap but the internet room is being clogged up by a load of kids that keep on staring over mine and shane shoulders i dont know which one of us will lash out first but they are closer to shane so i dunno yet.......
ttfn
one of the oddest things about that campsite was oaying 25 euro deposit on a key for the toilets which we presume was a reason for us to go back in the morning and pay for the site....but not!!!upon going back to reception and meetin a few fellow cyclists and playing the mine is bigger than yours game with routes i got the deposit back and he sent me on my way....without paying!!!YAY!!!!
unfortunately our luck didnt last to the next night as we had to pay for that one and it was interestingly placed to say the least, however we did meet another couple of fellow cycling travellers....but these guys were american.ensuing mine is bigger than yours in every fashion between shane and the guy (the guy having twice as much kit on each bike for a 2 week trip) proved to come to a halt when in the morning shane realised that he had his first puncture!!!!after all the picking on me finally he got one too!!!!but he was slightly more fortunate than me in as the american guy who was standing there had a friend with him who builds his own bikes!!!not bad eh so as well as shane getting some expert advice on his tyres he also got a free tune up from the guy whilst having to listen to the worst german in the world ´coming from the american, and whats worst the german guy even spoke english!!!the game did eventually come to a halt when shane had out his padlock for the bikes, kryptonite, the best make around right and you always want a lock with u right???but no the american pipes up with "why would you carry that around its way too heavy, we dont need anything like that.and its not even that good." but at that moment the german guy turns around and sees the lock on the floor and picks it up for shane and after handing it to him turns to the american and says "the best, everyone should have one" so after leaving the american gobsmakced and shane rather smug we leave promptly and gain a good pump thanks to the nice german man.(also just before we got to the camosite that night shane ended up with yet another puncture!!!)
last night we ended up at a campsite that i wouldnt even think would exist....and i mean that because the nearest village is 5km away and there is sod all on site.except for an old lady who saw fit that after a long day cycling we seemed to need coffee and cake and she didnt take no for an answer, untill it came to charging us for it......however we do have to say that it was great cake full of sugar and very soft.just right....the only odd thing about the campsite was that the daughter of the owner decided to say just before we went to bed in the only english phrase that she had said all night "ah you sleep under my bedroom window" so with a strange sense of foreboding we quickly gathered our things and made for bed.without looking up for fear of anything to come.
now instead of staying there for another day and resting we decided to move on a bit to another site just down the road but out of the way abit so the next day wouldnt be so bad.....however after arriving here and finding it is actually a really good place we are staying here anyways!!!(they have go karting)bar is good and fairly cheap but the internet room is being clogged up by a load of kids that keep on staring over mine and shane shoulders i dont know which one of us will lash out first but they are closer to shane so i dunno yet.......
ttfn
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
over budget in berlin!!!
ok getting out of prague was interesting to say something of it.after following numerous streets in cobblestones(something which my bike really doesnt like) and going up and down hill for what seemed like an eternity we evetually made it to the city outskirts where we soon came head on with the czech versions of cycle paths.......not exactly what i would call beneficairy to the state of our well used bicycles.so back onto the roads and we head along the hills and out of the surrounding area doing what we do best and cycle into a head wind, somethings never change.....
the campsite we got to really was just a haven for the dutch and the german im not kidding but if you wanted to try and be a good camper i suggest you either kidnap one of them or just tag along cus no one knows how to camp like these guys do, and in the middle of nowhere in the czech republic you would think that german and english might be useful but no english here has been replaced by DUTCH!!!!they all speak it and all the signs are in it too as well as german and czech of course but no english, im not one to moan about such things but how many "e"s and "o"s do you want in one word!!!!
heading out from there we break past our original destination and make a rather adventurous plan to try to get to dresden that day but after the rain and a rather long stop, shane gave all his change away to a girl selling ice cream only to realise that he still needed some to go and get water from the shop we were perched outside....well done.....we did make it to the outskirts of dresden but at that point had offically ran out of juice so even after all of shanes persuading and trying to feed me sugary stuff i only just managed to make it to a campsite just outside only to be confronted by a huge group of what must either be school kids or scouts making as much noise as possible and causing havoc in the surrounding area.as we had eaten and it was still light we decided to get our frisbee groove on and show the new guys what we were made of but the next morning i did regret that decision as my chest and arms ached from playing for about 2 hours straight.that does seem to be one of the major problems of our trip at the moment as we get to campsites but as the days are so long we have to doss about untill about 10 so we can actually sleep and when i say sleep i mean just bake in the heat of the tent!!!and believe me it gets damned hot in there!!!!
so leaving this day we found ourselves a day ahead of our plan so we set out to continue as normal to the next campsite when it happens....we think the combination of the heat and the long day before just got to him but shane ran out of juice as well, at 11 oclock!!!so after a little rejuvination of the food varitey and stopping to get some more inner tubes for my bike, he and i both felt up to a good day cycling but then we encountered the hill, now after cyclign through the alps you think a little 8% hill for about 2km wouldnt be that bad but oh no we got to the top turned to each other and suggested, "next campsite?"
now im not sure if it was a good idea or not to go to this campsite but it was close to where we were and had a huge expanse for us to frollock in or whatever, but then of course being who we are we sunbathed for a bit and then got the boredom reliever out, FRISBEE!!!!but this time we had alot of trees around so after hitting them continuously we invented a new game based on the rules of headers and volleys with trees being the goal posts.......however after variating the game a little i ended up clipping the trees quite alot to try and get it around him.....and ended up eventually snapping it in half as it clattered into a tree just out of shanes reach......whoops.but never to fear after ice cream we sat and watched some rather interesting takes on volleyball and i repaired it with gaffer tape!!!!yes it has been the solution to all of our major repair problems so far, well an extent of them anyways.....to while away the evening we went down to the lake(which is common place in nearly every campsite in germany) and ate crisps and drank water to get ready for the day ahead of us.now as we are in germany i have heard many fables about the way they bath in the sea, mostly naked so i wasnt suprised to see a few wandering about on one of the campsite beaches but it was that evening when we saw what can only be described as a BIG woman get into the far end of the lake(and when i say big i mean me and shane had seen her earlier,much to our distaste, sunbathing topless and the girl had more wings on her than a KFC bargain bucket, i mean she was BIG).but the worst thing about seeing this was seeing her bottom halfs go flying over her hed as she galloped into the lake....not a nice sight and with them in our direct sight and nowhere to turn we tryed to divert our attention but with some kind of morbid curiosity we kept on looking back to see the next part which was a man about the size of shane run into the water behind her but he was clothed, well at least untill she flipped him over like a pancake and removed his bottoms too so now me and shane are sitting there eating crisps and having to see this rather grotescque display in front of us.and im not being harsh with that comment as they then proceeded to have sex in the lake right in front of us......now we became disturbed......and i mean savage garden "truely madly deeply" disturbed!!!!to prevent us throwing up we decided it would be a good time to leave but wanting to avoid the passionate nudists we took the long route around the campsite...stuff that nightmares are made out of right.
leaving that place and hopefully the mental scarring behind we continued on towards falkenberg, nice enough place with a nice enough campsite and a great lake that i managed to complete my furthest achievement in the water, swimming from one side to the other without stopping!!!i think it must have been about 500 mts but shane says it was like a small puddle.i dont care im happy!!!
the next day started out really well but soon started to challenge the worst day in the world title....puncture in the middle of nowhere....not a problem ive had a few by now but i then made the mistake of letting shane try and fix it and when i mean try i mean he bodged it up completely and didnt even mention it untill we eventually got to a shop, and when i say eventually i mean we had to walk about 1km to the next small town and beg a bis driver to let us on with bikes and take us to the town we had just been through.....thankgod he did otherwise it would have been one hell of a walk back!!!getting back to the shop and having a chat with the guy there we both agreed that my back wheel was screwed in every which way after the amoutn of punctures and buckled times the rim had finally given in and bent in so as it would continue nipping any tube put into it as was my problem.......so after extensively searching the shop he came back with the only wheel my size in the whole shop!!!and as its is so good i ended up saying to him how much for both wheels and as it was only 15 euro extra i went for it(having previously borken my front dinamo that day as in snapped it completely off the frame whilst putting my bike down so therefore not having anything to keep it for). so 100 euro lighter i got another couple of tubes for my new tyre(the old ones i brought turned out not to be the right size at all even though they said that they were!!!!so making a repair impossible)and just headed to the train station to make our distance that day.stung for 25 euro on the train and shanes panniers falling off again we decided that we should just get to the campsite as quickly as possible....but that being easier said than done it being another 2 hours untill we eventually found it after cycling through the outskirts of berlin and finding numerous ways to slow us down one being more cobbles!!!!!
however after a bottle of cherry wine for me and a few wiessbeers for him we soon relaxed and contemplated the next day of sightseeing.but just to make it all the more interesting shane spotted a huge storm across yes another lake and said dont worry its going past us.however at 4 in the morning he was proven wrong with the largest and most violent storm i had ever witnessed especially whilst in a tent so after scrabbling around to get our things in the dry quickly we just lay there and watched it play out (i mean watched it through the tent as we could see the lightning!!)
sp here in an internet cafe feeling the effects of a bottle of wine and not alot of sleep we are now going to head off to some other place to see someting esle as is our way of sightseeing(if its pointing out on the map it must mean something)
ttfn
the campsite we got to really was just a haven for the dutch and the german im not kidding but if you wanted to try and be a good camper i suggest you either kidnap one of them or just tag along cus no one knows how to camp like these guys do, and in the middle of nowhere in the czech republic you would think that german and english might be useful but no english here has been replaced by DUTCH!!!!they all speak it and all the signs are in it too as well as german and czech of course but no english, im not one to moan about such things but how many "e"s and "o"s do you want in one word!!!!
heading out from there we break past our original destination and make a rather adventurous plan to try to get to dresden that day but after the rain and a rather long stop, shane gave all his change away to a girl selling ice cream only to realise that he still needed some to go and get water from the shop we were perched outside....well done.....we did make it to the outskirts of dresden but at that point had offically ran out of juice so even after all of shanes persuading and trying to feed me sugary stuff i only just managed to make it to a campsite just outside only to be confronted by a huge group of what must either be school kids or scouts making as much noise as possible and causing havoc in the surrounding area.as we had eaten and it was still light we decided to get our frisbee groove on and show the new guys what we were made of but the next morning i did regret that decision as my chest and arms ached from playing for about 2 hours straight.that does seem to be one of the major problems of our trip at the moment as we get to campsites but as the days are so long we have to doss about untill about 10 so we can actually sleep and when i say sleep i mean just bake in the heat of the tent!!!and believe me it gets damned hot in there!!!!
so leaving this day we found ourselves a day ahead of our plan so we set out to continue as normal to the next campsite when it happens....we think the combination of the heat and the long day before just got to him but shane ran out of juice as well, at 11 oclock!!!so after a little rejuvination of the food varitey and stopping to get some more inner tubes for my bike, he and i both felt up to a good day cycling but then we encountered the hill, now after cyclign through the alps you think a little 8% hill for about 2km wouldnt be that bad but oh no we got to the top turned to each other and suggested, "next campsite?"
now im not sure if it was a good idea or not to go to this campsite but it was close to where we were and had a huge expanse for us to frollock in or whatever, but then of course being who we are we sunbathed for a bit and then got the boredom reliever out, FRISBEE!!!!but this time we had alot of trees around so after hitting them continuously we invented a new game based on the rules of headers and volleys with trees being the goal posts.......however after variating the game a little i ended up clipping the trees quite alot to try and get it around him.....and ended up eventually snapping it in half as it clattered into a tree just out of shanes reach......whoops.but never to fear after ice cream we sat and watched some rather interesting takes on volleyball and i repaired it with gaffer tape!!!!yes it has been the solution to all of our major repair problems so far, well an extent of them anyways.....to while away the evening we went down to the lake(which is common place in nearly every campsite in germany) and ate crisps and drank water to get ready for the day ahead of us.now as we are in germany i have heard many fables about the way they bath in the sea, mostly naked so i wasnt suprised to see a few wandering about on one of the campsite beaches but it was that evening when we saw what can only be described as a BIG woman get into the far end of the lake(and when i say big i mean me and shane had seen her earlier,much to our distaste, sunbathing topless and the girl had more wings on her than a KFC bargain bucket, i mean she was BIG).but the worst thing about seeing this was seeing her bottom halfs go flying over her hed as she galloped into the lake....not a nice sight and with them in our direct sight and nowhere to turn we tryed to divert our attention but with some kind of morbid curiosity we kept on looking back to see the next part which was a man about the size of shane run into the water behind her but he was clothed, well at least untill she flipped him over like a pancake and removed his bottoms too so now me and shane are sitting there eating crisps and having to see this rather grotescque display in front of us.and im not being harsh with that comment as they then proceeded to have sex in the lake right in front of us......now we became disturbed......and i mean savage garden "truely madly deeply" disturbed!!!!to prevent us throwing up we decided it would be a good time to leave but wanting to avoid the passionate nudists we took the long route around the campsite...stuff that nightmares are made out of right.
leaving that place and hopefully the mental scarring behind we continued on towards falkenberg, nice enough place with a nice enough campsite and a great lake that i managed to complete my furthest achievement in the water, swimming from one side to the other without stopping!!!i think it must have been about 500 mts but shane says it was like a small puddle.i dont care im happy!!!
the next day started out really well but soon started to challenge the worst day in the world title....puncture in the middle of nowhere....not a problem ive had a few by now but i then made the mistake of letting shane try and fix it and when i mean try i mean he bodged it up completely and didnt even mention it untill we eventually got to a shop, and when i say eventually i mean we had to walk about 1km to the next small town and beg a bis driver to let us on with bikes and take us to the town we had just been through.....thankgod he did otherwise it would have been one hell of a walk back!!!getting back to the shop and having a chat with the guy there we both agreed that my back wheel was screwed in every which way after the amoutn of punctures and buckled times the rim had finally given in and bent in so as it would continue nipping any tube put into it as was my problem.......so after extensively searching the shop he came back with the only wheel my size in the whole shop!!!and as its is so good i ended up saying to him how much for both wheels and as it was only 15 euro extra i went for it(having previously borken my front dinamo that day as in snapped it completely off the frame whilst putting my bike down so therefore not having anything to keep it for). so 100 euro lighter i got another couple of tubes for my new tyre(the old ones i brought turned out not to be the right size at all even though they said that they were!!!!so making a repair impossible)and just headed to the train station to make our distance that day.stung for 25 euro on the train and shanes panniers falling off again we decided that we should just get to the campsite as quickly as possible....but that being easier said than done it being another 2 hours untill we eventually found it after cycling through the outskirts of berlin and finding numerous ways to slow us down one being more cobbles!!!!!
however after a bottle of cherry wine for me and a few wiessbeers for him we soon relaxed and contemplated the next day of sightseeing.but just to make it all the more interesting shane spotted a huge storm across yes another lake and said dont worry its going past us.however at 4 in the morning he was proven wrong with the largest and most violent storm i had ever witnessed especially whilst in a tent so after scrabbling around to get our things in the dry quickly we just lay there and watched it play out (i mean watched it through the tent as we could see the lightning!!)
sp here in an internet cafe feeling the effects of a bottle of wine and not alot of sleep we are now going to head off to some other place to see someting esle as is our way of sightseeing(if its pointing out on the map it must mean something)
ttfn
Wednesday, 11 July 2007
again tired in prague
ok its official me and shane are officially ill!!!!
we have contracted the very much fatal disease of stay-another-night-iness....
yes that means we are still in prague.after originally only planning for 5 days we have ended up taking advantage of the 7th night free bonus and the 8th night paying attraction of the hostel.....
reasons for:
1st night, get here and we wonder about as far as a restaurant down the road and pln for a nice quiet night just monging out and taking advantage of the lack of pillows here.....but unfortunately as me and shane are just so socially attractive(as in people cant stop talking to us) we ended up befriending some rather interesting scottish girls who were planning to go out for drinks etc that night as you end up doing in prague right?so we accompanied them out knowing full well that we would be a bit tired the next day but ready for action none the less....get to the club and all is fine untill the girls meet a guy who is brothers with someone they went to school with(tedious link or what)and so of course one of them ends up in his arms, as most girls seem to....ahem....well someones at least.....but as he is a kiniving little so and so he offers her a pill and being a bit under the influence of alcohol she accepts.hence starts the comedown of the night......after about half an hour of her being dissapeared from view we eventually find her staggering about with this guy, obvioulsy the copious amounts of alcohol and pill didnt mix very well.the interesting thing is she had a bf back home but was dangerously close to cheating on him, however as she was so leggless every time they got close she just kinda slumped away from him.kinda helpful i suppose???but when we found out what had gone on we quickly fetched some water for the lass and started to get together to leave to return to the hostel.unfortunately outside we found that the taxi was only capable of taking 4 people?so one of us would have to either go in another taxi or just walk.....and as the soberest of the group i volunteer for the mission.....now not normally would i go running through city centres but i have to say running through prague at about 4 in the morning was an interesting experience to say the least.and by some kind of miracle i managed to not only find the hostel but to get there and meet the guys from the cab before they had even got into it!!!kudos to me eh???
the next morning they all seemed to be suffering from the night before but still have an abundance of energy, well enough to throw sheets over the skateboarders that had managed to rampage through the hostel causing much havoc and generally annoying the hell out of the everyone in existance...especially when trying to sleep(it has still continued to this point though).as well as trapping and cutting off the "skatepark" they had built shane joined in and started sac races up and down the length of the dorm with the sheets that the cleaner had nicely piled up.....and seemed somewhat amused as she saw how her washing was getting dirtier and dirtier by the minute, not to mention when we tied shane and one of the girls to each other and left them to their own devices.....ahem.....
we did eventually escape the girls and made it up to prague "castle" ok its not a real castle its a big old gothic church with houses surrounding it on a hill, not a castle!!!!
we ended up going out again that night with a couple of american girls that we had met as well that day ending up back in the club again and with one of them having slightly too much to drink.....2 bottles of wine worth......pretty much since then we have been doing the touristy thing during the day and meeting people and going out with them in the nights.
however a couple of nights ago me and shane ventured out into the unknown realm of just us two drinking in prague together....and then proceeded to end up in the zizkov area.....which to us was full of shady dark very "local" pubs and bars and a few burnt out cars!!!at which point we decided it would be a good idea to return to the main streets and either go back to the main square or just find a slightly brighter bar.and much to our happiness we did find a new bar...and a new friend....in a man about the size of shane but built with a barrel in his chest.the guy didnt speak any english but immediately as we walked into th bar he welcomed us as strangers and told us to sit with him, so being the open minded sligthly worried but up for a laugh guys we are we sat besidehim and listened to his stories of his life and the things that he has done and does.much of which was translated in very small broken german/french and alot of hand signals with my interpretaion for shane when the language derived away from the simple words....so our friend Deano: father is from hungary, mother from slovakia, born in czech rep.doesnt like german beer but loves both czech pils and english beer.used to be a captain in the communist times in charge of operations at the airport but now after the fall of the communism he is now working with sniffer dogs in the security control.....bit of a demotion.....and has to work 20 hours a day with his 3 dogs one of which was in the bar with him, and im not joking this thing was as long as both of my hands together and so scared it seemed as if it just wanted to die right there and then....poor thing...but the little bugger did try to bite me once when i was stroking the top of its head either that or it was yawning and i put my hand in the way?after drinking our first drinks rapidly to b able to leave Deano bought us both another drink each from the rather attractive bar maid that he seemed to be trying desperately to chat up.after this we felt doomed to be trapped for a while at least but then he started to show us the scars he has from the battles he has been in....as in long scar down his belly from being knifed open and a coulpe of bullet holes in his hands....freaky stuff eh?well after still humering him for a while and eventually trying to tell him who we were and what we were doing here i go to get him a drink and enable us to leave with a clear conscious but when i turn back around i see shane and him having a finger wrestling competition....i mean of all the things?this guy had massive arms and shane thought he could beat him?eh???
after eventually leaving the bar when shane had finsihed tickling his hands.....we headed back into town and proceeded to get rather drunk in several different bars but the highlight of our night we belive is going past the bar of one...well bar and asking for two beers and when we returned the guy had got us a table and had them both freshly waiting for us there....now thats what i call service!!!!
if anyone does come to prague take a day trip to Kunta Hora (maybe not spelt exactly like that???)it is wirth it to see the bone church, yes you heard me you go insid and the whole place is decorated with the bones of 40000 people in it!!!!eeriee is one way of putting it but knowing that they had been in there for about 400 years before they were properly cleaned first is even worse i think.....
seen so much architechture here and pretty things i just cant write about it all so ill just leave it to you if you ever come here to find it all out for yourselfs.....
however hope that you dont get rudely awoken by two girls that you met in budapest poking you at half seven in the morning calling out "hi santa!!"not impressive but they did end up going out with us last night to the 4 story club and we got back at about 5 in the morning....yeah one of those nights and to top it off i was bloody tour guide "santa" for the day taking them around where i had already been and showing them all the sights i coul squeeze into one day whilst shane laid in bed feeling slightly ill that was proven to the exten of how ill he felt when we went to our local that night for food(when i say local i mean we haveeaten in there everynight since we got here and can have a steak meal with side desert and beer for under 5 pound!!!)and decided to make it all the way to the bathroom open the oilet door and throw up all over the toilet and surrounding walls!!!very nice to after leaving a large tip to make up for the mess we hastily left and that was pretty much it for shane that night in the way of food or drink....shame.
ok hopefully we will be leaving tommorrow and ill try to get back in berlin which should be about in a week so not too long folks!!!
so ttfn
x
we have contracted the very much fatal disease of stay-another-night-iness....
yes that means we are still in prague.after originally only planning for 5 days we have ended up taking advantage of the 7th night free bonus and the 8th night paying attraction of the hostel.....
reasons for:
1st night, get here and we wonder about as far as a restaurant down the road and pln for a nice quiet night just monging out and taking advantage of the lack of pillows here.....but unfortunately as me and shane are just so socially attractive(as in people cant stop talking to us) we ended up befriending some rather interesting scottish girls who were planning to go out for drinks etc that night as you end up doing in prague right?so we accompanied them out knowing full well that we would be a bit tired the next day but ready for action none the less....get to the club and all is fine untill the girls meet a guy who is brothers with someone they went to school with(tedious link or what)and so of course one of them ends up in his arms, as most girls seem to....ahem....well someones at least.....but as he is a kiniving little so and so he offers her a pill and being a bit under the influence of alcohol she accepts.hence starts the comedown of the night......after about half an hour of her being dissapeared from view we eventually find her staggering about with this guy, obvioulsy the copious amounts of alcohol and pill didnt mix very well.the interesting thing is she had a bf back home but was dangerously close to cheating on him, however as she was so leggless every time they got close she just kinda slumped away from him.kinda helpful i suppose???but when we found out what had gone on we quickly fetched some water for the lass and started to get together to leave to return to the hostel.unfortunately outside we found that the taxi was only capable of taking 4 people?so one of us would have to either go in another taxi or just walk.....and as the soberest of the group i volunteer for the mission.....now not normally would i go running through city centres but i have to say running through prague at about 4 in the morning was an interesting experience to say the least.and by some kind of miracle i managed to not only find the hostel but to get there and meet the guys from the cab before they had even got into it!!!kudos to me eh???
the next morning they all seemed to be suffering from the night before but still have an abundance of energy, well enough to throw sheets over the skateboarders that had managed to rampage through the hostel causing much havoc and generally annoying the hell out of the everyone in existance...especially when trying to sleep(it has still continued to this point though).as well as trapping and cutting off the "skatepark" they had built shane joined in and started sac races up and down the length of the dorm with the sheets that the cleaner had nicely piled up.....and seemed somewhat amused as she saw how her washing was getting dirtier and dirtier by the minute, not to mention when we tied shane and one of the girls to each other and left them to their own devices.....ahem.....
we did eventually escape the girls and made it up to prague "castle" ok its not a real castle its a big old gothic church with houses surrounding it on a hill, not a castle!!!!
we ended up going out again that night with a couple of american girls that we had met as well that day ending up back in the club again and with one of them having slightly too much to drink.....2 bottles of wine worth......pretty much since then we have been doing the touristy thing during the day and meeting people and going out with them in the nights.
however a couple of nights ago me and shane ventured out into the unknown realm of just us two drinking in prague together....and then proceeded to end up in the zizkov area.....which to us was full of shady dark very "local" pubs and bars and a few burnt out cars!!!at which point we decided it would be a good idea to return to the main streets and either go back to the main square or just find a slightly brighter bar.and much to our happiness we did find a new bar...and a new friend....in a man about the size of shane but built with a barrel in his chest.the guy didnt speak any english but immediately as we walked into th bar he welcomed us as strangers and told us to sit with him, so being the open minded sligthly worried but up for a laugh guys we are we sat besidehim and listened to his stories of his life and the things that he has done and does.much of which was translated in very small broken german/french and alot of hand signals with my interpretaion for shane when the language derived away from the simple words....so our friend Deano: father is from hungary, mother from slovakia, born in czech rep.doesnt like german beer but loves both czech pils and english beer.used to be a captain in the communist times in charge of operations at the airport but now after the fall of the communism he is now working with sniffer dogs in the security control.....bit of a demotion.....and has to work 20 hours a day with his 3 dogs one of which was in the bar with him, and im not joking this thing was as long as both of my hands together and so scared it seemed as if it just wanted to die right there and then....poor thing...but the little bugger did try to bite me once when i was stroking the top of its head either that or it was yawning and i put my hand in the way?after drinking our first drinks rapidly to b able to leave Deano bought us both another drink each from the rather attractive bar maid that he seemed to be trying desperately to chat up.after this we felt doomed to be trapped for a while at least but then he started to show us the scars he has from the battles he has been in....as in long scar down his belly from being knifed open and a coulpe of bullet holes in his hands....freaky stuff eh?well after still humering him for a while and eventually trying to tell him who we were and what we were doing here i go to get him a drink and enable us to leave with a clear conscious but when i turn back around i see shane and him having a finger wrestling competition....i mean of all the things?this guy had massive arms and shane thought he could beat him?eh???
after eventually leaving the bar when shane had finsihed tickling his hands.....we headed back into town and proceeded to get rather drunk in several different bars but the highlight of our night we belive is going past the bar of one...well bar and asking for two beers and when we returned the guy had got us a table and had them both freshly waiting for us there....now thats what i call service!!!!
if anyone does come to prague take a day trip to Kunta Hora (maybe not spelt exactly like that???)it is wirth it to see the bone church, yes you heard me you go insid and the whole place is decorated with the bones of 40000 people in it!!!!eeriee is one way of putting it but knowing that they had been in there for about 400 years before they were properly cleaned first is even worse i think.....
seen so much architechture here and pretty things i just cant write about it all so ill just leave it to you if you ever come here to find it all out for yourselfs.....
however hope that you dont get rudely awoken by two girls that you met in budapest poking you at half seven in the morning calling out "hi santa!!"not impressive but they did end up going out with us last night to the 4 story club and we got back at about 5 in the morning....yeah one of those nights and to top it off i was bloody tour guide "santa" for the day taking them around where i had already been and showing them all the sights i coul squeeze into one day whilst shane laid in bed feeling slightly ill that was proven to the exten of how ill he felt when we went to our local that night for food(when i say local i mean we haveeaten in there everynight since we got here and can have a steak meal with side desert and beer for under 5 pound!!!)and decided to make it all the way to the bathroom open the oilet door and throw up all over the toilet and surrounding walls!!!very nice to after leaving a large tip to make up for the mess we hastily left and that was pretty much it for shane that night in the way of food or drink....shame.
ok hopefully we will be leaving tommorrow and ill try to get back in berlin which should be about in a week so not too long folks!!!
so ttfn
x
Wednesday, 4 July 2007
sleepy in prague
ok well the plan that was originally to stay in bratislavia for 2 nights was extended for 3 more to make 5 night stay in total.the 3rd night we met some rather interesting irish girls who were travelling together around the cheaper parts of europe.lovely girls the lot of them but for the life of me at no point could i ever get all of their names right in one go and so forth led to much confusion in my head whilst trying to talk to them.shane however didn't seem to have the same problem at all and managed to befriend one of them very well and as far as i know always got her name right.personally i think it was the cups of tea we were feeding them all the trime that kept them talking to us, never beat a good cuppa after a bit of a razz on the night life eh?
that same night we met what i can only describe as the most untidy bunch of travellers i have ever met in my life....well to b fair they were all from liverpool so what can you expect???no but they were a good bunch of people generally just the mess after the first night of drinking was something else that you wouldnt expect in a hostel, oh well so it still continued on the next night with plentyful drink and mess again....not that we minded as the hostel turned into one huge social mass in the common room something that it hadnt been for the few days before hand.sorry if this isnt making any kind of real sense but to be fair the whole time in bratislavia i was fairly well lubricated with the old alcohol so not all of it is completely clear in my head and as shane is in bed right now i cant exactly as him for reference not that he saw much except from pots of gold if u get me lol....ahem.....although i do have to say that the bbq with the irish girls was somewhat more coordinated as we even had a salad and a marinated course which of course wasnt present last time due to the lack of people to fill the roles of the women at the bbq, incoming bbq politics discussion with remaining people of the hostel actuallty turned out ok witht he argreement that the women should do the prep whilst we cook the meat ggrrrr manly....however one of the crowning glories of the time there was an english guy showing an aussie how to light a bbq.....so not natural as it was shane as well....
after finally realising what we were ment to be doing in the first place we packed up and left to regain the route along the danube towards budapest, first night made it to gyor a little city just south about 70km and slept in a small campsite behind a b&b kinda thing. the second night is the interesting one as shane is uncapable of sticking to any kind of direction or course we have planned we eneded up missing the danube bend and heading south through the buda hills accompanied by signs for no horses and carriages, tractors and something else that resembled a bicycle but we couldnt be sure so we continued along the road anyways...untill we realised how close we were to budapest and the realisation that we could in fact make it from one capital to the other in 2 days of riding, but annoyingly after calling around we found no accomadation avaliable to us at all so we continued on towards the capital not knowing exactly where we would stop untill we saw the sign for a place called nimrod, ment to be a little b&b taht we thought it would be nice to stay in before budapest but when we eventually found it we saw the lights on but no one home, litterally so using our noodle we stayed for a while and waited to see if anyone showed up with shane occupying us by going and buying a couple of beers from the only thing that was open, local bar. hours past with no sign of life in the building so we decided we would stay the ngith anyway, and after getting the tranjear going and a few more beers we spread out the sleeping bags on their patio just behind the bulding and got some kip before being awoken by the sun at about 5, this being the signal for us to start moving and packing up our belongings we headed to the nearest petrol station in search of croissants and toilets and being succesfull we were very pleased with our free night and good breakfast and the promise of a good bed that night.being only 21km outside budapest now was a envigourating experience as it seemed to fill us with energy that allowed us to both conquerthe buda hills with ease and pass our 3000 mile mark in the same morning although a view over the city would have topped it off we had to settle for some workmen cutting grass and a bilboard of roger federer and some kind of fragrence. so in a rather good mood and knowing we had made it this far without a map and evetually finding the right hostel and after i had a complete tyre failure with my inner tube explaoding i was forced to walk my bike through the swealtering streets of budapest whilst shane hightailed it along to get the reservation sorted out. and guess who was at our hostel!!!none other than the liverpublians from bratislavia, not that it wasnt planned or anything lol.after saying hello to all again and being socialble with a couple of people in our room we ended up drinking with them and an amazing game called touch the cup, with international drinking rules being applied at the same time. needless to say as the unexperienced one of the group i got hit for the first 3 drinks and my run of bad luck continued untill i got hit for another 3 in a row later on and on the last one realising it wasd going to come back up on me i excused myself from the table and adjurned to the toilet.after in my rather anibreated state managing to make it to a club with everyone i came back andcaused a rather interesting argument between two of the liverpublians and immediately proceeded to start hurling my guts up, 2 hours later im being pushed into my tope bunk bed in my room by 3 guys and left to die in peace.needless to say the next morning when i awoke after getting it all out of my system i felt right as rain and charged up to the guys to firstly thank them for helping me out and secondly to annoy the living hell out of them by beign all chirpy and happy whilst they all still clearly suffer from their efforts in the game the night before.that day not much happened untill we decided to go caving in the buda hills, that afternoon.taking along one of the american girsl from the liverpool room we joined the group of american guys and a mix of girls from all over the place, but the gusy did all seem to be american and of course when we got inside(shane not being in my group as he joined the group being the only male surrounded by 9 girls...ahem...)they proceeded to egg each other on and compete to see obviously who is the bigger man but when caving that isnt a good idea so me being a bit smaller managed to show them all up by not only getting through every tight space but doing ti alot quicker and without bragging about it but just making small little comments to make sure they knew what was going on, oh the fun of bursting people's bubbles.....not that im harsh lol.it was a interesting experience all round with the winnie the poo hole and the globe room and the room without a name room.im not joking the guide was pointing to rocks and calling them name and we all looked at each other as if to say what were they smoking when they names all these things???then telling us that there had been a concert down in one of them at one point?well that was interesting to hear.......
after eventually returning from the caves to the hostel we had a couple of drinks and shane dragged me out to a bar called nothing but the blues bar which seemed in fact to play nothing but thrash metal....not exactly my cup of tea, and after talking to his new female friends that im sure would be interesting somewhere but didnt seem to have and opinion on anything i spoke about poo for about 10 minutes then left as i couldnt be bothered any more hoping that my choice of topic conveyed my enthusiasm for the ones i was left talking to.
the next day we headed out into the touristy part of budapest and climbed up to the citadel and castel and roayl palace to be confronted by some of the most amazing views over a city that we have been afforded since going up the cupola in rome.comign down and heading towards hero's square once again we are both dumbfounded by the sheer size of this place and the scale on which the hero's are being celebrated and so we decide to name thm all and guess what they were doing, after commenting on their facial hair to depict their character(and i swear if one more person calls me santa i might kill them)if u could see me you might understand.especially in the red boiler suit from the caving.that evening we went to the baths and after meeting a new zealander who was uncapable of getting out of the whirlpool she ended up coming back to our hostel for food and drinks that night and the group of us including people from my room headed out to get drink and eneded up sitting by the danube peacefully drinking on our last nigth with the knowlege that me and shane had an early morning train to catch he headed off to bed soon leaving me the german and then new zealander sitting at watching the sun coming up over our heads illuminated the buda side in the earl morning haze whilst finishing our drinks.finally returning to the hostel i wake shane up and we head out towards the train station leaving the new zealander in my bed as i wasnt usign it and she didnt know how to get back to her hostel at that time in the morning so i said sleep here ive paid for it so why not use it?makes sense no?it wasnt untill we got to the stationa dn asked about that we realised that our train actually left from another station so racing across budapest at 5 in the morning we make it in time to get our carriage and get the bikes on and i proceed to start to fall asleep almost straight after having the tickets checked only to be awoken about 6 times during the jouney by different officials for passports and tickets to be shown and having to explain that i thought shane was in the toilet at one point and blagging my way through telling him he was english so no need to worry....as it seemed to work with all of the other border control officials that we meet, international secret password....british...
anyways all that done we get to prague with no maps so have to start to guess where wear going and afte ri argue witht he exchange guy about rates shane finds a big map and immediately as we head out we go in the complete wrong diection and as a matter of luck we end up on the road we were ment to be on anyways and a phone call later we end up at the hostel and find the biggest drom in the world i swear, about 100 beds in one large sports hall type room but never mind it seems like it should be fun anyways, right im off now to smash a guitar around the head of a guy who has been sitting next to me playing and singing out of tune for the last hour so
ttfn
that same night we met what i can only describe as the most untidy bunch of travellers i have ever met in my life....well to b fair they were all from liverpool so what can you expect???no but they were a good bunch of people generally just the mess after the first night of drinking was something else that you wouldnt expect in a hostel, oh well so it still continued on the next night with plentyful drink and mess again....not that we minded as the hostel turned into one huge social mass in the common room something that it hadnt been for the few days before hand.sorry if this isnt making any kind of real sense but to be fair the whole time in bratislavia i was fairly well lubricated with the old alcohol so not all of it is completely clear in my head and as shane is in bed right now i cant exactly as him for reference not that he saw much except from pots of gold if u get me lol....ahem.....although i do have to say that the bbq with the irish girls was somewhat more coordinated as we even had a salad and a marinated course which of course wasnt present last time due to the lack of people to fill the roles of the women at the bbq, incoming bbq politics discussion with remaining people of the hostel actuallty turned out ok witht he argreement that the women should do the prep whilst we cook the meat ggrrrr manly....however one of the crowning glories of the time there was an english guy showing an aussie how to light a bbq.....so not natural as it was shane as well....
after finally realising what we were ment to be doing in the first place we packed up and left to regain the route along the danube towards budapest, first night made it to gyor a little city just south about 70km and slept in a small campsite behind a b&b kinda thing. the second night is the interesting one as shane is uncapable of sticking to any kind of direction or course we have planned we eneded up missing the danube bend and heading south through the buda hills accompanied by signs for no horses and carriages, tractors and something else that resembled a bicycle but we couldnt be sure so we continued along the road anyways...untill we realised how close we were to budapest and the realisation that we could in fact make it from one capital to the other in 2 days of riding, but annoyingly after calling around we found no accomadation avaliable to us at all so we continued on towards the capital not knowing exactly where we would stop untill we saw the sign for a place called nimrod, ment to be a little b&b taht we thought it would be nice to stay in before budapest but when we eventually found it we saw the lights on but no one home, litterally so using our noodle we stayed for a while and waited to see if anyone showed up with shane occupying us by going and buying a couple of beers from the only thing that was open, local bar. hours past with no sign of life in the building so we decided we would stay the ngith anyway, and after getting the tranjear going and a few more beers we spread out the sleeping bags on their patio just behind the bulding and got some kip before being awoken by the sun at about 5, this being the signal for us to start moving and packing up our belongings we headed to the nearest petrol station in search of croissants and toilets and being succesfull we were very pleased with our free night and good breakfast and the promise of a good bed that night.being only 21km outside budapest now was a envigourating experience as it seemed to fill us with energy that allowed us to both conquerthe buda hills with ease and pass our 3000 mile mark in the same morning although a view over the city would have topped it off we had to settle for some workmen cutting grass and a bilboard of roger federer and some kind of fragrence. so in a rather good mood and knowing we had made it this far without a map and evetually finding the right hostel and after i had a complete tyre failure with my inner tube explaoding i was forced to walk my bike through the swealtering streets of budapest whilst shane hightailed it along to get the reservation sorted out. and guess who was at our hostel!!!none other than the liverpublians from bratislavia, not that it wasnt planned or anything lol.after saying hello to all again and being socialble with a couple of people in our room we ended up drinking with them and an amazing game called touch the cup, with international drinking rules being applied at the same time. needless to say as the unexperienced one of the group i got hit for the first 3 drinks and my run of bad luck continued untill i got hit for another 3 in a row later on and on the last one realising it wasd going to come back up on me i excused myself from the table and adjurned to the toilet.after in my rather anibreated state managing to make it to a club with everyone i came back andcaused a rather interesting argument between two of the liverpublians and immediately proceeded to start hurling my guts up, 2 hours later im being pushed into my tope bunk bed in my room by 3 guys and left to die in peace.needless to say the next morning when i awoke after getting it all out of my system i felt right as rain and charged up to the guys to firstly thank them for helping me out and secondly to annoy the living hell out of them by beign all chirpy and happy whilst they all still clearly suffer from their efforts in the game the night before.that day not much happened untill we decided to go caving in the buda hills, that afternoon.taking along one of the american girsl from the liverpool room we joined the group of american guys and a mix of girls from all over the place, but the gusy did all seem to be american and of course when we got inside(shane not being in my group as he joined the group being the only male surrounded by 9 girls...ahem...)they proceeded to egg each other on and compete to see obviously who is the bigger man but when caving that isnt a good idea so me being a bit smaller managed to show them all up by not only getting through every tight space but doing ti alot quicker and without bragging about it but just making small little comments to make sure they knew what was going on, oh the fun of bursting people's bubbles.....not that im harsh lol.it was a interesting experience all round with the winnie the poo hole and the globe room and the room without a name room.im not joking the guide was pointing to rocks and calling them name and we all looked at each other as if to say what were they smoking when they names all these things???then telling us that there had been a concert down in one of them at one point?well that was interesting to hear.......
after eventually returning from the caves to the hostel we had a couple of drinks and shane dragged me out to a bar called nothing but the blues bar which seemed in fact to play nothing but thrash metal....not exactly my cup of tea, and after talking to his new female friends that im sure would be interesting somewhere but didnt seem to have and opinion on anything i spoke about poo for about 10 minutes then left as i couldnt be bothered any more hoping that my choice of topic conveyed my enthusiasm for the ones i was left talking to.
the next day we headed out into the touristy part of budapest and climbed up to the citadel and castel and roayl palace to be confronted by some of the most amazing views over a city that we have been afforded since going up the cupola in rome.comign down and heading towards hero's square once again we are both dumbfounded by the sheer size of this place and the scale on which the hero's are being celebrated and so we decide to name thm all and guess what they were doing, after commenting on their facial hair to depict their character(and i swear if one more person calls me santa i might kill them)if u could see me you might understand.especially in the red boiler suit from the caving.that evening we went to the baths and after meeting a new zealander who was uncapable of getting out of the whirlpool she ended up coming back to our hostel for food and drinks that night and the group of us including people from my room headed out to get drink and eneded up sitting by the danube peacefully drinking on our last nigth with the knowlege that me and shane had an early morning train to catch he headed off to bed soon leaving me the german and then new zealander sitting at watching the sun coming up over our heads illuminated the buda side in the earl morning haze whilst finishing our drinks.finally returning to the hostel i wake shane up and we head out towards the train station leaving the new zealander in my bed as i wasnt usign it and she didnt know how to get back to her hostel at that time in the morning so i said sleep here ive paid for it so why not use it?makes sense no?it wasnt untill we got to the stationa dn asked about that we realised that our train actually left from another station so racing across budapest at 5 in the morning we make it in time to get our carriage and get the bikes on and i proceed to start to fall asleep almost straight after having the tickets checked only to be awoken about 6 times during the jouney by different officials for passports and tickets to be shown and having to explain that i thought shane was in the toilet at one point and blagging my way through telling him he was english so no need to worry....as it seemed to work with all of the other border control officials that we meet, international secret password....british...
anyways all that done we get to prague with no maps so have to start to guess where wear going and afte ri argue witht he exchange guy about rates shane finds a big map and immediately as we head out we go in the complete wrong diection and as a matter of luck we end up on the road we were ment to be on anyways and a phone call later we end up at the hostel and find the biggest drom in the world i swear, about 100 beds in one large sports hall type room but never mind it seems like it should be fun anyways, right im off now to smash a guitar around the head of a guy who has been sitting next to me playing and singing out of tune for the last hour so
ttfn
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
making sweet music in bratislavia.....
ok so now guess where we are now.....check the title lol.
going back a couple of days to the donauinselfest we recovered from it evetually buit it does deserve a mention.me and shane got on tv......on MTV as well.ok there was a dance stage there in the middle of the huge island that it was taking place on but then we noticed right at the front there was a gap and me and shane being who we are decided that to represent our country well we had to go and throw some shapes in the gap to get people filling it up.as all dance places are the gap was filled with mud and one guy dancing by himself in thew middle so we let him take center and just filled in on the edge and started to bust out the good old mercy mandancing moves and before ΔΎ minutes was up we made it onto the big screen.......but not only that the dj had just said we are now live on mtv so we were like yeah got onto internation television.every form of the media has been dominated by us now.just need like a full interview or something to top it off but we cant be picky now can we...
moving on from that stage we went in search or drink as per usual and as shane was returning our empty glasses he managed to find a rather attractive lady to start dancing with.but littl did he know she had method to her madness.big guy behind her was trying to dance with her so she just grabbed him untill the other guy left and then she left him there as well, but before that i did see shane trying to leave to come back to me at which point i waved like a mad man to catch his eye and say stay there you fool.......and he did untill she left.....can we all say aaaaaahhhhhh......
after running through trainstations and getting onto crammed buses we eventually made it back to our campsite and retired for the night.only to be rudely awoken by the german girl and her bf in the tent next to us in the morning i dont need to explain i think you can all guess what.......
ok continuing on our journey we made it down to bratislavia on one day from wien after getting a bit lost comign out and ending up cycling through 2 km of nudist beach before having to return back the way we had come just to get out of there.not something we want to repeat anytime soon.
we though about going out the first night here but we decided just to hit onr bar then go back, untill we met the english guys.we have shanes rather obvious way of staring at a bar maid backside to thank for that as she leaned over there table next to us he leaned and so did the english guy on that table.catching each others eye many short jokes and laughs were made then we began to talk to them only to realise that the whole bloody group bar one lives in dereham......of all the bloody places.......that being said they asked us to join them and a rather interesting sunday night insued with many more beers and cocktails and shooters following.new version of a b52 was tried and tested as well.went down interestingly is the only way i can put it i think.then at the end of the night we were show the best food to have at the end of the night around here.the american special hotdog.so so nice im telling you go to the tescos, yes there is a giant tesco here, and just outside there is a small hut that sells these soooo gooooooood.
again last night as we had planned to leave today we thought that we shouldnt have too much so wondered in had a drink and returned to the hostel bar to meet a rather interesting mix of people.two aussies, cornish man, small finnish guy, french canadian girl, english couple, and the biggest finnish guy i had ever seen in my life and my god could he drink.i know the country is full of alcoholics but he was impressive.needless to say the aussie that challenged him to drinking was annihilated and upon returning to the hostel was found sleeping in the kitchen floor the next morning.....but going back a bit when we decided to return to the hostel a little earlier, after the bill was asked for and we realised that we hadnt ordered any drinks just other people so we didnt want to be caught with the paying, also not having much cash left anyways.....me shane and the aussie that wasnt half dead walked towards the hostel to discover the floor made noises.im not joking shanme stepped on something that looked like a drain to find that each tile on the small section made a different musical note, so as u can guess the next few minutes were filled with much dancing on it and filming of the drunked dancing to the music.untill we found what must be the drum as we all jumped up and down making the most noise physically possible and hopefully waking the neighbours.see we can discover new things whilst drunk although walking past it again today we saw something else but we will wait untill we have had a few tonight to discover it.....cant ruin all our fun in one go.
oh yeah we are staying another night and now we have milk we can have tea in the morning yay.......
oh and bbq at the hostel was great especially when u buy disposible ones with random northeners and make the smoke go towards the washing being hung out above us causing the lady to stare out of the window at us.good old english sense of cosideration coming into play there but for the amount of meat we have been missing out on we just made up for it.so much pork......good times.
anyways im off now a few other people waiting to use this and only 2 computers here avaliable.....whoops....
ttfn
going back a couple of days to the donauinselfest we recovered from it evetually buit it does deserve a mention.me and shane got on tv......on MTV as well.ok there was a dance stage there in the middle of the huge island that it was taking place on but then we noticed right at the front there was a gap and me and shane being who we are decided that to represent our country well we had to go and throw some shapes in the gap to get people filling it up.as all dance places are the gap was filled with mud and one guy dancing by himself in thew middle so we let him take center and just filled in on the edge and started to bust out the good old mercy mandancing moves and before ΔΎ minutes was up we made it onto the big screen.......but not only that the dj had just said we are now live on mtv so we were like yeah got onto internation television.every form of the media has been dominated by us now.just need like a full interview or something to top it off but we cant be picky now can we...
moving on from that stage we went in search or drink as per usual and as shane was returning our empty glasses he managed to find a rather attractive lady to start dancing with.but littl did he know she had method to her madness.big guy behind her was trying to dance with her so she just grabbed him untill the other guy left and then she left him there as well, but before that i did see shane trying to leave to come back to me at which point i waved like a mad man to catch his eye and say stay there you fool.......and he did untill she left.....can we all say aaaaaahhhhhh......
after running through trainstations and getting onto crammed buses we eventually made it back to our campsite and retired for the night.only to be rudely awoken by the german girl and her bf in the tent next to us in the morning i dont need to explain i think you can all guess what.......
ok continuing on our journey we made it down to bratislavia on one day from wien after getting a bit lost comign out and ending up cycling through 2 km of nudist beach before having to return back the way we had come just to get out of there.not something we want to repeat anytime soon.
we though about going out the first night here but we decided just to hit onr bar then go back, untill we met the english guys.we have shanes rather obvious way of staring at a bar maid backside to thank for that as she leaned over there table next to us he leaned and so did the english guy on that table.catching each others eye many short jokes and laughs were made then we began to talk to them only to realise that the whole bloody group bar one lives in dereham......of all the bloody places.......that being said they asked us to join them and a rather interesting sunday night insued with many more beers and cocktails and shooters following.new version of a b52 was tried and tested as well.went down interestingly is the only way i can put it i think.then at the end of the night we were show the best food to have at the end of the night around here.the american special hotdog.so so nice im telling you go to the tescos, yes there is a giant tesco here, and just outside there is a small hut that sells these soooo gooooooood.
again last night as we had planned to leave today we thought that we shouldnt have too much so wondered in had a drink and returned to the hostel bar to meet a rather interesting mix of people.two aussies, cornish man, small finnish guy, french canadian girl, english couple, and the biggest finnish guy i had ever seen in my life and my god could he drink.i know the country is full of alcoholics but he was impressive.needless to say the aussie that challenged him to drinking was annihilated and upon returning to the hostel was found sleeping in the kitchen floor the next morning.....but going back a bit when we decided to return to the hostel a little earlier, after the bill was asked for and we realised that we hadnt ordered any drinks just other people so we didnt want to be caught with the paying, also not having much cash left anyways.....me shane and the aussie that wasnt half dead walked towards the hostel to discover the floor made noises.im not joking shanme stepped on something that looked like a drain to find that each tile on the small section made a different musical note, so as u can guess the next few minutes were filled with much dancing on it and filming of the drunked dancing to the music.untill we found what must be the drum as we all jumped up and down making the most noise physically possible and hopefully waking the neighbours.see we can discover new things whilst drunk although walking past it again today we saw something else but we will wait untill we have had a few tonight to discover it.....cant ruin all our fun in one go.
oh yeah we are staying another night and now we have milk we can have tea in the morning yay.......
oh and bbq at the hostel was great especially when u buy disposible ones with random northeners and make the smoke go towards the washing being hung out above us causing the lady to stare out of the window at us.good old english sense of cosideration coming into play there but for the amount of meat we have been missing out on we just made up for it.so much pork......good times.
anyways im off now a few other people waiting to use this and only 2 computers here avaliable.....whoops....
ttfn
Friday, 22 June 2007
biggest party in austria....and we are here.
ok i know its a big leap from lake konstanz to wien but we are here.....#
from the south side of konstanz we stayed at my mothers friends house, lovely lady but shereally did have the same tastes as my mum which was quite scary but thought none the less, after walking the dog and alot of ice cream by the lake we journeyed on across the lake to the other side and hopefully a hostel but to no avail as it was fullly booked, oh well camp site it was.
from there we started to head up north towards tubingen and the promise of a place to stay and a good night life well a party was peomised but oh well.after suprising clara by arriving before 12 in the morning and getting her out of bed we eventually had the grand tour of tubingen, if u planning of making a day of it i suggest walking very slowly and going in all the shops as it took us a grand total of 10 minutes to see nearly all of the sites around.that night was good however, 1 euro for tequilla???how can it go wrong???apparently so as claras promise of a night bus was unforfilled and we walked back to her house at about 3 in the morning but obviously the next day we wouldnt have been up to much cycling so we stayed another night and lounged about by the open air swimming complex nearby that was absolutely packed full of people.........u can fill in the blanks........but after swimming and sunbathing and a bit of one knee two knee with the locals we ended up with another frisbee and a beach ball all courtesy of the friendly girl behind the counter and me asking very nicely.
from there we continued on our journey(ok i may not sound alot on here but at this point from konstanz to munich we covered over 300 miles...in about 5 days riding.) and eventually hit munich after a late night meeting the german school group who were all alot older than us but still very socialble teaching them all new and very useful phrases that u wont normally learn in an english class abroad...(you all know what i mean same thing u use the french dictionary for in school when u didnt want to do the work).upon arriving in munich we were given about 4 sets of directions all from different locals as to the whereabouts of this hostel all going in the general right direction but none actually getting us there and it was only through u going into a odd driveway that we stumbled upon it.the first night rained so not much to say there but the next day we decided that we should do a tour of munich and what better that a cycled tour as its famous for being flat its not too bad we think eh???introducing the california crusiers....courtesy of mikes bikes tours also avaliable in amsterdam(we think we might try it)now there bikes are nothing like the bikes that we are used to the handle bars look like so kind of cup and the castration bar really is that bad....the tour itself wasnt that bad, 4 miles in 4 hours now how hard is that but still we managed to find people lagging behind in our group.now im not one to moan but talk about americanised i mean it was informative and all but if u are looking for a real in depth tour go for something else but if u want to go jump in a fast flowing river over so jagged rocks under a bridge then go to the second largest beer garden in the world and have a couple of litres of wiessbier then i reccommend this tour for you so after having a couple and feeling a bit tipsy i started to concentrate on the cycling instead of the tour, this would be the part with all the roads on it wouldnt it and the very vague conversation i was having with the american girl i had met didnt really register as i was just aiming to not fall off my bike and hurt or kill myself.dont drink and ride its not a good idea......anyways getting back to the shop i quickly nipped in the hofbrauhaus to use the loo then returned to find that our night plans had already been arranged for us by those nice kind people as just down the road we could get another free beer for going on thee tour and then that night they do a pub crawl, great idea so back to the hostel, sleep, shower, eat, change in that order and still a bit whoosy go back to the bar and begin again.now from then on the night gets less and less clear but our host took us to some places that i wouldnt never have found by myself in a million years, well done to him.one of which did remind me of the ferryboat however strange but true.....at some point after walking through the hofbrauhaus we met the two american sisters from our tour who decided to join us on our crawl and later in some other random bar we gathered a few other girls to come with us but i cant quite remember how i just remember introducing myself walking along the street after realised that they were there with us.twas a good night though we ended up in a club and i started talking to andrea who was a lovely girl that hopefully we will meet again soon when we get to prague but before i could get another drink a rathzer unsober shane approaches me and says we got to go im being thrown out, great who has he hit whats happened?it was only later i realised he had been throwing up in the toilet and got caught by the bouncer who removed him forthwith.i realised how ill he was when we got into a taxi and as i was trying to explain where our hostel was to this guy shane opened the door and started to reinact his earlier show, the kind taxi driver just started moving slowly along the street making a nice line for other to follow later im sure.after reaching the hostel and finally getting in we collapsed on the beds and went right off after getting him the bin in case he needed it again, and he did.great.next day i left him in bed a cycled around the town and checked out some of the sites that the tour hadnt included whilst he eventually got up and walked to the olyimpic stadium for a look around.
leaving munich a little light in pocket we travelled up the isar river towards the donau to star what has now become the newest addition to our journey....budapest.
in the last few days the weather has been brilliant so cloacking up nearly 400 miles in 5 days riding isnt too bad for us hence why we are already in wien.staying just outside as everywhere is packed inside....u wanna know why???the biggest street party in austria is on this weeked and we are smack bang in the middle of it.....who hooo party on.
ttfn when im sober again lols
x
from the south side of konstanz we stayed at my mothers friends house, lovely lady but shereally did have the same tastes as my mum which was quite scary but thought none the less, after walking the dog and alot of ice cream by the lake we journeyed on across the lake to the other side and hopefully a hostel but to no avail as it was fullly booked, oh well camp site it was.
from there we started to head up north towards tubingen and the promise of a place to stay and a good night life well a party was peomised but oh well.after suprising clara by arriving before 12 in the morning and getting her out of bed we eventually had the grand tour of tubingen, if u planning of making a day of it i suggest walking very slowly and going in all the shops as it took us a grand total of 10 minutes to see nearly all of the sites around.that night was good however, 1 euro for tequilla???how can it go wrong???apparently so as claras promise of a night bus was unforfilled and we walked back to her house at about 3 in the morning but obviously the next day we wouldnt have been up to much cycling so we stayed another night and lounged about by the open air swimming complex nearby that was absolutely packed full of people.........u can fill in the blanks........but after swimming and sunbathing and a bit of one knee two knee with the locals we ended up with another frisbee and a beach ball all courtesy of the friendly girl behind the counter and me asking very nicely.
from there we continued on our journey(ok i may not sound alot on here but at this point from konstanz to munich we covered over 300 miles...in about 5 days riding.) and eventually hit munich after a late night meeting the german school group who were all alot older than us but still very socialble teaching them all new and very useful phrases that u wont normally learn in an english class abroad...(you all know what i mean same thing u use the french dictionary for in school when u didnt want to do the work).upon arriving in munich we were given about 4 sets of directions all from different locals as to the whereabouts of this hostel all going in the general right direction but none actually getting us there and it was only through u going into a odd driveway that we stumbled upon it.the first night rained so not much to say there but the next day we decided that we should do a tour of munich and what better that a cycled tour as its famous for being flat its not too bad we think eh???introducing the california crusiers....courtesy of mikes bikes tours also avaliable in amsterdam(we think we might try it)now there bikes are nothing like the bikes that we are used to the handle bars look like so kind of cup and the castration bar really is that bad....the tour itself wasnt that bad, 4 miles in 4 hours now how hard is that but still we managed to find people lagging behind in our group.now im not one to moan but talk about americanised i mean it was informative and all but if u are looking for a real in depth tour go for something else but if u want to go jump in a fast flowing river over so jagged rocks under a bridge then go to the second largest beer garden in the world and have a couple of litres of wiessbier then i reccommend this tour for you so after having a couple and feeling a bit tipsy i started to concentrate on the cycling instead of the tour, this would be the part with all the roads on it wouldnt it and the very vague conversation i was having with the american girl i had met didnt really register as i was just aiming to not fall off my bike and hurt or kill myself.dont drink and ride its not a good idea......anyways getting back to the shop i quickly nipped in the hofbrauhaus to use the loo then returned to find that our night plans had already been arranged for us by those nice kind people as just down the road we could get another free beer for going on thee tour and then that night they do a pub crawl, great idea so back to the hostel, sleep, shower, eat, change in that order and still a bit whoosy go back to the bar and begin again.now from then on the night gets less and less clear but our host took us to some places that i wouldnt never have found by myself in a million years, well done to him.one of which did remind me of the ferryboat however strange but true.....at some point after walking through the hofbrauhaus we met the two american sisters from our tour who decided to join us on our crawl and later in some other random bar we gathered a few other girls to come with us but i cant quite remember how i just remember introducing myself walking along the street after realised that they were there with us.twas a good night though we ended up in a club and i started talking to andrea who was a lovely girl that hopefully we will meet again soon when we get to prague but before i could get another drink a rathzer unsober shane approaches me and says we got to go im being thrown out, great who has he hit whats happened?it was only later i realised he had been throwing up in the toilet and got caught by the bouncer who removed him forthwith.i realised how ill he was when we got into a taxi and as i was trying to explain where our hostel was to this guy shane opened the door and started to reinact his earlier show, the kind taxi driver just started moving slowly along the street making a nice line for other to follow later im sure.after reaching the hostel and finally getting in we collapsed on the beds and went right off after getting him the bin in case he needed it again, and he did.great.next day i left him in bed a cycled around the town and checked out some of the sites that the tour hadnt included whilst he eventually got up and walked to the olyimpic stadium for a look around.
leaving munich a little light in pocket we travelled up the isar river towards the donau to star what has now become the newest addition to our journey....budapest.
in the last few days the weather has been brilliant so cloacking up nearly 400 miles in 5 days riding isnt too bad for us hence why we are already in wien.staying just outside as everywhere is packed inside....u wanna know why???the biggest street party in austria is on this weeked and we are smack bang in the middle of it.....who hooo party on.
ttfn when im sober again lols
x
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