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Entered on: February 26, 2005 by BigFatty
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As promised - Car Porn!!!!!
I saw this number just walking down the street, minding my own business. I'll post some more pics, so be sure to stay tuned to JA for the latest Fatty Photos.
I didn't make into the British National History Museum, I rested up before travelling that day to Spain. In Spain it was good to see the family. The agenda was packed for my short stay there. We went to Grenada to see the Alambra. It is an ancient Moorish temple/palace that dates back 1000+ years. I've see it before, but it is impressive enought to see twice - plus it had been ten years!
We stayed at Bea's uncle's Andalucian horse ranch. He had a couple of guest houses he offered us to stay in for free. The house dated back to 1780. It was pretty sweet, plus out our window we could look at his horses. On top of that, he had frickin peacocks roaming around the grounds with a bunch of other fancy chickens and turkeys. They were all great to look at, but the downside was discovered at 4am. Damn chickens. But they sure are tasty!
We had dinner at the SOCK as planned. Even though I hyped it up, there was no way the SOCK could dissapoint. It was the best damn chicken we had. I don't know what came over me, but I was in rare form. I was an eating machine! I easily ate a whole chicken by myself. I was almost embarassed by my gluttony when I realized everyone had finished eating a while back and was sitting there watching me eat. They ordered dessert, and even finished that while I devoured the oh so tasty chicken and potatoes. The weird part was I stopped eating because to continue would have been disgusting. My mom was asking me to stop! She was worried about me. I could have kept at it!
The only other notable part was the flight back. It was quite shitty. I developed a massive headache which lasted for 4 hours. I was thinking I would not be allowed back into Budapest because technically my Visa ran out. Twenty minutes from landing, I went into DEFCON 2. Of course the landing sequence was in progress and I was forced to endure...... and endure..... I got to customs at DEFCON 1 and dove into line thinking if there are problems at least I could make it the worst possible moment in my life as I shit myself when they take me away. BUT, disaster averted!! I fly through customs right to the shitter - only to emerge to find that EasyJet lost my bag. That in itself is stupid because I was only going from point to point - no transfers. I was secretly hoping they would really lose it because the total value plus the old army duffle was about $50. Packing minimally has its advantages in lugage reimbursement. No luck, they delivered it the next day.
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