Rather than one long post, maybe I'll break things up about my trip, which is now a few weeks gone.
The first leg of my trip was spent with Sara. At some point in the past, Sara and I started a running joke about being old spinsters, living in the same house, with lots of cats. We'd have a front porch on which we'd sit, probably holding a cat. Or a shotgun. Maybe both. We'd wear wide-brimmed straw hats and have a regular flow of visitors from our pool of 'boys'. It would sort of be like Thelma and Louise, without the crime and the plummet off a cliff at the end. Or the fake Southern accents. Well, Sara would have a Southern accent because she's from the South of England. That's entirely different though. I would not have a fake Southern accent, English or otherwise.
Anyhoo...During round one of the trip, we had one mind-numbing experience after another. Normally, the term 'mind-numbing' suggests the kind of rush one might experience while riding a roller coaster, then BASE jumping, then skydiving. Well, those things pale in comparison to what WE did! Here's a summary:
Day 1
-I arrive at stoopid o'clock in the morning, am fetched by Sara from the airport, and driven to her house
-Cup of tea (after getting the tour)
-Sit on couches
-Watch Top Gear
-Fall asleep
-Wake up
-Watch Top Gear
-Cup of tea
-Eat
-Have chocolate
-Deano came over, so we went to the pub
-Sleep
Day Two
-Cup of tea
-Breakfast
-Drive to Deano's for bike riding
-Post-ride cup of tea
-Back to Sara's
-Eat
-Sit on couches
-Watch Top Gear
-Fall asleep
-Wake up
-Watch Top Gear
-Cup of tea
-Have chocolate
-Drive to Biff's
-Ride
-Cup of tea
-Eat
-Sleep
Day Three
-Eat
-Cup of Tea
-Ride with Biff
-Drive to Sara's
-Sit on couches
-Cup of tea
-Watch Top Gear
-Eat
-Have chocolate
-Sleep
Day Four
-Eat
-Cup of tea
-Watch Top Gear
-Drive to the Fisk house
-Cup of Tea
-Eat
-Ride
-Beer
-Eat
-Pub quiz
-Cup of tea
-Sleep
Now, you may have noticed a bit of a pattern leading up to the arrival at Rob and Chris'. In summary, it involved eating, tea, chocolate, Top Gear, and napping. During the third night, the spinster conversation came up again. Sara observed that we were experiencing a preview of our future lives.
Fantastic!
The only things missing were the cats, straw hats, and the front porch. Bring on spinsterhood.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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Phew! I'm worn out just reading about that again, I might have to go for a cup of tea and a lie down...
We really were living it up weren't we? We are so rad.
Especially in the Pub Quiz :)
I still can't believe that at least one of our team thought you could see the pyramids from the moon :)
HEY! I though they said from SPACE! :~P
Wait! Wait! I have a picture of Chris in a straw hat from just yesterday!!!
Not a picture of Chris in just a straw hat then? :)
I could probably get you one Rob Fisk! :D
I think you should both learn to swear too, then you can sit on the porch cussing properly at the state of the world/youth/whatever.
Get Fisk to teach you.
SHUT UP RUTH! Don't encourage him.
And we do ok, Nick. We just choose to keep the 'Fiskmouth' to ourselves. :~)
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