The Plume Of Feathers
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... the other one to eat something because you know that's why they are grumpy Friendship is playing a game of catch the bottom Friendship is going out for a second night even though you're feeling really hungover because the other one was all dressed up to go and got bailed on by a mean boy Friendship is diving with dolphins while holding hands Friendship is convincing a Korean man he ate shart while sharing wine Friendship is taking extra baggage into their ...
... the country (3 is the highest). We rolled out about two hours later looking like plump Cheshire cats, with my head on a swivel trying to spot famous people lurking between the Maserati's and Porches. At around 7 bells, Sal and I met up with an assortment of lovely ladies and gents for dinner and a razzle at a spot called Bunga Bunga. The place is named after the precarious under aged sex parties thrown by Italy's well know politician and media tycoon, Silvio Berlusconi. ...
... guess what I'm doing! Haha Once i arrived at the airport I realised I let my phone at billies house! I can not believe it! I never leave that thing anywhere, but I guess it's because I'm using my iPad more than my phone. Never the less, I forgot it. So I've emailed Billie and she will courier it to Germany for me, which is so kind of her! Just need to get lenas address to her and she will post ...
... good. Partway through I think something went wrong with the scene as they finished it rather abruptly and put the curtain down. Then an announcement came over that they had an issue and would continue shortly! All in all, we thoroughly enjoyed it. I could have watched it all over again then and there!
This time heading home we had it sorted. We caught the right train, the right bus, disembarked at the right stop and would you believe it – it, still took us about an hour to get ...
Yesterday, was a long 22 hour day with 15 hours of travel from Tokyo to London. I crashed at 8.30 last night and kept waking up every couple of hours until 6 am this morning because my bodyclock was having a meltdown. It had no idea whether it was time to sleep or wakeup. Consequently I'm feeling a bit dodgy today.
This must be my version of the dreaded jetlag, and is likely due to having a 12 hour difference in time. I recognise ...