Saturday, August 11, 2007

Xtin's Road Trip pix

Supplies. On dashboard. All essential.

Xtin in Café Nescafé. Sensibly, not having coffee. Yes, that's my red bull can...


This was a bad sandwich. Biting gingerly: moral imperative: must eat it.
It cost £5. Daylight robbery!

Hotel horror


Waiting on quayside for gos, having a cigarette, slowly recovering from hotel trauma, and about to fend off teenage smackhead asking for money for heroin, aka his "81 year old sick grandmother"

Back home 8 hours later....

more photos here.

Proper gos pics soon. Can't use camera: I'm typing with one hand, gos on the other, and I'm so tired it feels as if I'm made of wool...




7 comments:

seagull said...

you drink red bull? yuck!

pluvialis said...

red bull gives me wings

kookaburra said...

indulgence not available, eh? did you try ringing the hotel horror?

pluvialis said...

Don't remind me of the hotel horror. It was hand-on-heart the creepiest hotel in the world, bar perhaps the one in The Shining.

Heidi the Hick said...

Oh my gosh, Xtin's road trip pictures are better than....actually going on a road trip????

Whew.

Chas S. Clifton said...

Him: You vill wait on the quay, smoke a cigarette.

(later).

Him: The skies are clearing.

Pluvialis: The sailors will be pleased.

Him: Come wi' me.

(Opens Trabant, removes goshawk.)

That's how it works?

pluvialis said...

Chas, that's about it. I was overjoyed by how much like that it was. I should have worn a trenchcoat...