Lobotomy & QuickJadeFox's European Vacation
OK well I guess I'll write up a bit of a trip diary, as best as I can remember things. For those of you who enjoy it when that vein in my head comes close to exploding, lots of stuff went wrong, so there's lots of ranty goodness on the way.....
The first leg was to Kuala Lumpur, pretty univentful really, I had a few hours to kill so I decided to get the train to the city for lunch. Unfortunately I didn't really have enough time to do anything except ride the local PT system and have a brief stroll around a market. Of course after a 8 hour flight and a few hours on trains my LJ post on the subject wasn't too clear, but nevertheless some of you bumheads managed to draw some spaztastic inferences from the few lines I typed, well done you! :P
Onward to London to meet up with Kate (who travelled seperately due to booking reasons) and then to Dublin. When we arrived I had to call my dad as he didn't see us come out of departures, when I saw him it was a bit of a shock as he'd lost a LOT of weight and looked pretty freaking frail :/
His driving skills have deteriorated a bit since I was last home (and he was a danger on the roads back then) so the trip to the Meehan Maison was scary as hell!
As soon as I got in the door my mother starting pissing me off. "Your hair doesn't suit you", "Carry that bag for that girl!", "That shirt doesn't look great" etc. etc. etc. Is it any wonder I moved out at 17!?! (actually she was never THAT bad in the past, my sister explained it as her being nervous and not knowing what to say.....solution? STFU!) There was some awkwardness about the sleepin arrangements too. They prepared two rooms and basically said "sleep however you want" so I moved the 2 singles in my old room together and that's where we slept. I'm sure the 'oul one was not overly impressed, but I was in no mood to be diplomatic with her and we live together for gods sake, any other arrangement would have been bordering on idiotic.
News that we intended visiting Prague, London and Berlin combined with the fact that we were leaving for a wedding in Co. Mayo in the morning didn't go down too well either. Oh well, Kate survived the encounter and that was the main thing ;)
The next afternoon liam arrived (the useless git was supposed to arrive at 10am). it was good to see the fecker again and we immediately started having an awesome laugh as we made the approx. 150 mile (240km) journey to westport co. mayo. the journey took almost 5 hours! Irish roads STILL SUCK! Those of you who have met Liam know he's pretty awesome and as such the holiday instantly became 150% more fun. Unfortunately there are fuckall photos from this bit as we left the digital in Dublin, d'oh!
As soon as we got to the hotel, Liam had to leg it to the rehearsal as he was the "best man" the reason for the quotes will be explained later. It was a fairly plush hotel with a nice pool and such so we went for a swim and got settled in. The wedding was between one of my good friends from Uni, Steve, who I went to the US with and another friend of mine from uni who was also the sister of my first long-term girlfriend. Seeing her again was kinda weird, she had morphed into this kinda Desperate Housewives looking character. I suppose most people move on to new things in life unlike myself, Liam and a few of our other group of friends from back in the day. We all still have a little Peter Pan syndrome going on, probably myself most of all.
The next day was the wedding, the bride had also morphed into a similar Stepford Wife type, even apparently having her teeth capped or something (think Pat Healy/Matt Dillon in "There's Something About Mary"). Mega weird. Predictably enough most of my friends and associates reverted to schoolboys in the restrictive atmosphere of the church making purile jokes and 'coughing' things like "scumbag!" at the groom as he walked by. Gold :P
Liam made what might possibly be the worst Best Man speach ever at the wedding. It lasted 20 mins and wasn't even remotely funny. I really have to get a pocket tumbleweed made. In the end we got slammed by jetlag combined with a large heavy meal and booze and piked early, but the party continued on to the wee hours finally degrading to Liam and Ginny waking most of the hotel at 6am with their shrieks and bird calls from the carpark!
Drunk idiots in carpark :P
We spent one more night boozing in the bog-warrior pubs of Mayo.
"Do you have any bourbon?"
"Bourbon? What do you mean like whiskey, yea?"
"Um a cuple of JD and cokes will do thanks"
"Grand, that'll be 12 Euro 60 please" (That's $20 folks!)
Liam and Frank kicked the acoustic covers duo off for a few tracks and Kate made a kickass Salt drawing shaded with pepper! Well it was text rathe than a pic but it was well cool, the barmaid didn't know what to make of it.
Coming "Soon"....
PART II - Ireland: Roadtrip Mayo->Kerry->Limerick->Dublin
The first leg was to Kuala Lumpur, pretty univentful really, I had a few hours to kill so I decided to get the train to the city for lunch. Unfortunately I didn't really have enough time to do anything except ride the local PT system and have a brief stroll around a market. Of course after a 8 hour flight and a few hours on trains my LJ post on the subject wasn't too clear, but nevertheless some of you bumheads managed to draw some spaztastic inferences from the few lines I typed, well done you! :P
Onward to London to meet up with Kate (who travelled seperately due to booking reasons) and then to Dublin. When we arrived I had to call my dad as he didn't see us come out of departures, when I saw him it was a bit of a shock as he'd lost a LOT of weight and looked pretty freaking frail :/
His driving skills have deteriorated a bit since I was last home (and he was a danger on the roads back then) so the trip to the Meehan Maison was scary as hell!
As soon as I got in the door my mother starting pissing me off. "Your hair doesn't suit you", "Carry that bag for that girl!", "That shirt doesn't look great" etc. etc. etc. Is it any wonder I moved out at 17!?! (actually she was never THAT bad in the past, my sister explained it as her being nervous and not knowing what to say.....solution? STFU!) There was some awkwardness about the sleepin arrangements too. They prepared two rooms and basically said "sleep however you want" so I moved the 2 singles in my old room together and that's where we slept. I'm sure the 'oul one was not overly impressed, but I was in no mood to be diplomatic with her and we live together for gods sake, any other arrangement would have been bordering on idiotic.
News that we intended visiting Prague, London and Berlin combined with the fact that we were leaving for a wedding in Co. Mayo in the morning didn't go down too well either. Oh well, Kate survived the encounter and that was the main thing ;)
The next afternoon liam arrived (the useless git was supposed to arrive at 10am). it was good to see the fecker again and we immediately started having an awesome laugh as we made the approx. 150 mile (240km) journey to westport co. mayo. the journey took almost 5 hours! Irish roads STILL SUCK! Those of you who have met Liam know he's pretty awesome and as such the holiday instantly became 150% more fun. Unfortunately there are fuckall photos from this bit as we left the digital in Dublin, d'oh!
As soon as we got to the hotel, Liam had to leg it to the rehearsal as he was the "best man" the reason for the quotes will be explained later. It was a fairly plush hotel with a nice pool and such so we went for a swim and got settled in. The wedding was between one of my good friends from Uni, Steve, who I went to the US with and another friend of mine from uni who was also the sister of my first long-term girlfriend. Seeing her again was kinda weird, she had morphed into this kinda Desperate Housewives looking character. I suppose most people move on to new things in life unlike myself, Liam and a few of our other group of friends from back in the day. We all still have a little Peter Pan syndrome going on, probably myself most of all.
The next day was the wedding, the bride had also morphed into a similar Stepford Wife type, even apparently having her teeth capped or something (think Pat Healy/Matt Dillon in "There's Something About Mary"). Mega weird. Predictably enough most of my friends and associates reverted to schoolboys in the restrictive atmosphere of the church making purile jokes and 'coughing' things like "scumbag!" at the groom as he walked by. Gold :P
Liam made what might possibly be the worst Best Man speach ever at the wedding. It lasted 20 mins and wasn't even remotely funny. I really have to get a pocket tumbleweed made. In the end we got slammed by jetlag combined with a large heavy meal and booze and piked early, but the party continued on to the wee hours finally degrading to Liam and Ginny waking most of the hotel at 6am with their shrieks and bird calls from the carpark!
Drunk idiots in carpark :P
We spent one more night boozing in the bog-warrior pubs of Mayo.
"Do you have any bourbon?"
"Bourbon? What do you mean like whiskey, yea?"
"Um a cuple of JD and cokes will do thanks"
"Grand, that'll be 12 Euro 60 please" (That's $20 folks!)
Liam and Frank kicked the acoustic covers duo off for a few tracks and Kate made a kickass Salt drawing shaded with pepper! Well it was text rathe than a pic but it was well cool, the barmaid didn't know what to make of it.
Coming "Soon"....
PART II - Ireland: Roadtrip Mayo->Kerry->Limerick->Dublin