our lead walks in through the front door and is immediately confronted by Dom, the cybergeek traveller from Dago, who is 'trying' to run his business from doomrooms across the mainland continent. As is normal for this time of the day, on any day, the discusssion is about what is going down that night.
[Dominic]Hey buddy, what's up?!you comin to the pubcrawl?
[Steve]hmm, dunno. possibly
D:why not, it's going to be sick. 11 bucks and you get unlimited beer for the first hour.
S:yeah that's what i'm worried about
D:and then a free jager at each bar after that
S:yeah heard that too, not helping
D:and there's going to be chicks mashed off their faces, bro
S:yeah yeah,
D:every one's going
Dominic can see that his best pitch is not working, so he throws in an alternate slant. a challenge
D:You got any better ideas?
S:yeah, i might go and see this band playing tonight
D:who?
S:Ever heard of Green Day?
D:ahh f#$k off bro, you'll never get tickets
S:no harm in trying
the camera zooms out and fades to a new scene. It's now dark and we're upstairs, on the seventh storey bar. The balcony looks out over the city, and amidst the buzz and the bright lights, the TV tower looms large. In the foreground, we see a game of beerpong reaching it's two cupped conclusion. The players are making a meal of this one, no doubt due to the shifty winds on a seventh story deck, but mainly because they've come back from a big night in a city where big nights are standard.
D:Hey buddy, what's up? so did you get in?
S:oh yeah!
D:ahh f#$k off bro, that is so schweet!
and that my followers is how I got to see Billie Joe and the boys in Berlin, for 30 bucks. but let's rewind a few steps first, shall we? I'm not sure exactly where you jumped off the trail and i've been way below the radar, so lets assume the very least.
the short version...
Quit the job and packed the life into boxes in july
Came to England to find a girl, job and see some europe. So far the girl and the job have avoided me, but i've done an awful lot of travel instead.
in between numerous fleeting moments in lundinn sh1tty, and in particular order:
* southampton with dirk and jess
* boat delivery to spain from plymouth
* cowes week on yacht Tokoloshe, with dave bart and the boyz...we came 2nd out of 44
* up to yorkshire with the fam dam for 10days of pub inspections
* munich and austria to chill out in a ski resort(my boet has a flat there - he's a banker, but we still love him)
* southampton boat show
* oxford to see the smart kids
* manchester to see jecca and her bulging belly
* edinburgh to find william wallace(and solve the deep fried mars bars myth)
* copenhagen to rain on neonie's parade
* berlin and hamburg to tick off more wishlists
* holland to find more family and do the underground squat tour with dawson
that's all i got for now. i'd tell you the rest..but who knows where it goes?i know there's more beer in belgium and smelly cheese in france.
However, the first question I normally get is how i'm funding this expedition? I won the lotto in june. R12m. just settling some debts and moving some cash out of the country.
then we start buying yachts, cars and bikes
oh its good to be me
