Got back from a short holiday in Spain yesterday, had a laugh and did the usual of going out drinking by night and sleeping in the sun, slowly burning by day. Met some guys from Birmingham on the 1st night and went to the London Underground club which was rather quiet; as was the whole resort in term of English tourists. I guess the Spanish were getting their holiday in before the Brits on holiday turn up.
Second night went to Linakers' bar and got completely smashed on JD & coke....I was ok while we sang the 'Feed The Fucking Pigeons' song, Youtube it....but after we left I suddenly lost the ability to walk ans crashed to the safe haven of my bed.
Woke up still quite drunk, got a full English breakfast - which I ate very slowly - and spent most of the day on the beach. Come 4pm I was feeling better and we sampled the buffet at the hotel, which wasn't too bad.
The return flight wasn't delayed and we got back to rainy Leeds at about 4pm, collected the car and went home. Overall the holiday was great, a bit short but we were on a budget and had to be back for work over the weekend; driving to France may have been more of an experiance but getting very lost was going to be almost certain.
Will have to do that next year...
Second night went to Linakers' bar and got completely smashed on JD & coke....I was ok while we sang the 'Feed The Fucking Pigeons' song, Youtube it....but after we left I suddenly lost the ability to walk ans crashed to the safe haven of my bed.
Woke up still quite drunk, got a full English breakfast - which I ate very slowly - and spent most of the day on the beach. Come 4pm I was feeling better and we sampled the buffet at the hotel, which wasn't too bad.
The return flight wasn't delayed and we got back to rainy Leeds at about 4pm, collected the car and went home. Overall the holiday was great, a bit short but we were on a budget and had to be back for work over the weekend; driving to France may have been more of an experiance but getting very lost was going to be almost certain.
Will have to do that next year...
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