Have Just arrived in London, after a twelve hour plane ride and 1 hour on a train patrick and myself find ourselves in the middle of london with nowhere to stay. We grab some coffee and a croissant at some coffee shop for roughly 4£ which equals 8 USD (fuck the weak ass dollar.) Anyway we book our hostel, get there, check in, and then go walk around london. Not much to see some cool buildings and some of the weakest street wizards on this side of the Prime Meridian, these dudes dont even talk to themselves, harass you, nothing! They just sit there head down, no cardboard sign, and a coffee cup waiting for money. Most don't even smell like piss. Anyway me and Pat grab some indian food and head out on 3 hour adventure to Reading to see Bitter End and Meltdown at some bar. After another long ass train ride and walking around for about an hour we find an internet cafe and to find out where the bar is, but when we go online we see the venue seems to be different on meltdown's page. Well the show was moved to birmingham a good 4 hours east by train...motherfuckers.
Jun 5,2009
Our Second day in London begins with me walking into the hostel room to the sight of a fully nude german dude with hair to his ass and a beautiful mustache, much like the one of Jimmy Rogers, standing in the middle of the room looking at his clothes. Needless to say I proceed into the room and too my bed. Later Pat and I decide to go to the London Bridge and London Tower to try to see some shit. Needless to sa
y not much to see there, but as me and Pat take off from there we find ourselves in some weird part of town with a bunch of rad graffitti everywhere. What is weird about London and Europe in general is there is fucking food everywhere it is not uncommon to see 3 indian food places on the same block along with 2 kebab places and like 4 snack shops. Europe is crazy about snacking all these weird store fronts that sell nothing but soda, candy, magazines and well snacks, but I digress. Me and Pat head back to the hostel and sleep most the day away. By now I have two giant yellowish pus-filled blisters on the bottom of my feet, one on my big toe, and two starting to form on my he
el, due to my winos and the fact I have been wearing socks. So I head to the pharmacy and get some blister pads and some new balances at some shoe store, problem the solved. The future is so much simplier then the past honestly.Jun 6,2009
SCOTLAND, fucking rules! First few hours of being in Edinburgh and I have already bought a shirt with a film frame from a porn movie on it and me and Pat see fucking Lemmy Kilmister walking down the mean streets of edinburgh right by our hostel. Edinburgh is fucking crazy. Those bike guys that pull tourist around were fucking partying from like 8 till 3AM right outside our window festivities included: singing Quiet Riot saxophone jamz, yelling, breaking shit (beer bottles, vodka bottles, whiskey bottles, etc.)Jun7, 2009
Second day in the Land of men in dresses....GROSS! Me and Pat have seen so much satanic shit so far in Edinburgh and the castle is no exception. All the buildings look like album covers for Burzum
(Who fucking rule.) This trip is really turning into a celebration of satan, moshing, and street wizards. Me and Pat have been practicing our moshing every chance we get with the championship closing in on us. Anyway the castle was nothing short of bad ass by far some of the sickest shit I've seen. Highlights at the castle include, dog cemetary, war museum, lady with a security sensor on her pearl necklace, and the canon they fired. After the castle me and pat walk around and I grab some vegan haggis!
Shit was the bomb. Anyway we both fall asleep at early again to another night of drunken debachery in the streets below but tonight include christmas carols in June.Jun 8,2009
Did not plan to spend this day in Edinburgh or spend 120 USD on a fucking plan ticket or have to deal with a bunch of bullshit with my bank or get charged for our hostel we had reserved in irie-land. FTW. Today Me and Pat don't do shit but play cards and go to sleep at 3 in the afternoon. Oh yeah we did go to like a 5 star Indian food place in Scotland, best fucking Indian food I have ever eaten.
Jun 9,2005
We are back in the past now it is 2005. Me and Pat just had a shitty ass flight with Ryanair. It literally was one of the worst landings every. Pat was FTF-ing and white-knuckling his seat like a baby, but i comforted him with stories of extreme turbulance and lightning hitting a plane i was in before. Irie-land is fucking awesome soo many tweakers it is beautiful. We are in Dublin and are nothing but pleased right off the bus from the airport we are greeted with a group of frat boy types with no shirts on and hawaiian cargo shorts walking down the street whistling at girls and talking mess. And as we near our hostel we see one of the best street wizards ever, a bearded guy with at least an inch thick of throw-up mess caked in his beard. Our hostel is wicked nice and it is the cheapest one. I will say the past is way more futuristic now.
Jun 10 and 11 to cum I am really tired of typing for now. After then I will be updating it daily.
