Heeyyy!
So we had a MASSIVE night for spencers 21st for our last night in largos. The hostels Mamma baked spence a huge cake covered in icing and stawberrys, and all the hostel workers got basically everyone in the joint to come across the road to Nah Nah Bar where we were having his 21st dinner, they also gave us a couple of bottles of booze and from there on out we hit up some serious night life action! To be honest, things are pretty dammnn blurry about just what went down but as far as i can remember. I beat some english dude at pool. Got my dance on something fierce at Joes garage, attempted to scale the wall to get back into our hostel, where i found the boys again out and about and after a bar or two passed out...
To wake up in the morning fucking covered in shaving cream.
Wow.
Thanks Spence.
So, after that we had a massive day of travel, we caught a bus that night at like 6 pm. Got into Lisbon (the capital of portugal for those of you playing at home) and went straight into the airport to drop our bags off. Now, this is at about 10 pm and our flight out isnt till 7 am the next day. So we headed of to the casino!! But we never made it because on the way we found THE MOTHER OF ALL SHOPPING CENTERS! Which, in classic european fashion was open till 3 am. So after a quick showing of Transformers two (my god megan fox is so unbelieveably, incredibly, insasiably beautiful. Hoolly ffuck!!!) which was pretty fun, we headed back into the airport and slept on the hard marble floors for a couple of hours (yours truely was snoring up a storm) and finally, after a stop off in geneva for 2 hours and a lot of fucking around we arrived in...
AMSTERDAM.
Yeah baby. You know it. We have two days here, two days to chill the fuck out and giggle at women in windows in the red light district. I think Kristian and Honey are going to go and look at some shite, as i have been here twice before i am going to take it pretty easy because in two days time i will be at rock wrechter!!! For those unsure about what that is, check www.rockwrechter.com. Or shit just google it... its off the hook!
For the meantime my people, i will report back in a couple of days, if it gets to the second and i still havent bloggged its not going to happen till the 6th so just hold on!!
Much love
Pat
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Largos part 2
So a lot has happened since we last spoke.
Im currently sitting in the main hostel,listening to the kings of leon and having a few beers. Some really cool shit went down, like we cruised down to this outdoor soccer pitch and had an international freindly against these portugese kids. Now no shit. We were out of our league, they had skills to pay the bills man... like illlll fucking skills! But in true aussie fashion we came back from 2 nil down to win 3 2!! heelll yeeaah. And of course, after a massive win... you got to hit the beers.
That night ended up with Michael Zotti spewing over the balcony shouting "This was not written in the scriptures!!!" and "Your prophets didnt predict this!!"....
Hilarious.
Largos is like this maze of tiny little bars and cobbled streets. All the buildings are crammed together, but somehow everything seems really open, like you know how when your in some citys there is so much shit around you kiind of feel clostraphobic? This is the opposite. The beaches are amazing, flanked by massive cliffs, with insanely blue water. Its just fucking stunning. I was sitting on our balcony this arvo with kristian next to me, a rum and coke in one hand, pizza in the other, radiohead blearing out of our speakers, looking out over the city and the sea thinking.... This, is tits.
Yesterday was pretty massive, we had an all day beach party with supplied food and booze and hit up some bars afterwards.... I got sooo hammered. And was being the sleazy drunk guy at the bar. AMAZINGALLY i did recieve to much female attention that was... well... positive. We got three noise complaints and nearly got kicked out! But yeah, sall good. Zotti last night ripped out another corker, at about 3 am the people in the hostel across the road shouted at us to "Shut the fuck up!!" to which Zotti replied " A cuntocracy is not a legitimate form of government!!" I freaking laughed so hard i nearly died!!
In personal news, i might be flying home for a day or two. I have been offered to audition for Tomorrow When the War Began. Another film!! Man, i fucken knew that as soon as i got to portugal i would get a job ofer! Freaking life! So yeah, unless i can find somewhere here or in amsterdam that i can do a video audition i will probably come back to perth for a day or two and fly back in time for rock wrecter!
So yeah, fierce! I have probably missed about 281249381 stories, but yeah. All in all we are having a great time, and are all well and fucking rocking out!!
Speak soon people!
Pat
Im currently sitting in the main hostel,listening to the kings of leon and having a few beers. Some really cool shit went down, like we cruised down to this outdoor soccer pitch and had an international freindly against these portugese kids. Now no shit. We were out of our league, they had skills to pay the bills man... like illlll fucking skills! But in true aussie fashion we came back from 2 nil down to win 3 2!! heelll yeeaah. And of course, after a massive win... you got to hit the beers.
That night ended up with Michael Zotti spewing over the balcony shouting "This was not written in the scriptures!!!" and "Your prophets didnt predict this!!"....
Hilarious.
Largos is like this maze of tiny little bars and cobbled streets. All the buildings are crammed together, but somehow everything seems really open, like you know how when your in some citys there is so much shit around you kiind of feel clostraphobic? This is the opposite. The beaches are amazing, flanked by massive cliffs, with insanely blue water. Its just fucking stunning. I was sitting on our balcony this arvo with kristian next to me, a rum and coke in one hand, pizza in the other, radiohead blearing out of our speakers, looking out over the city and the sea thinking.... This, is tits.
Yesterday was pretty massive, we had an all day beach party with supplied food and booze and hit up some bars afterwards.... I got sooo hammered. And was being the sleazy drunk guy at the bar. AMAZINGALLY i did recieve to much female attention that was... well... positive. We got three noise complaints and nearly got kicked out! But yeah, sall good. Zotti last night ripped out another corker, at about 3 am the people in the hostel across the road shouted at us to "Shut the fuck up!!" to which Zotti replied " A cuntocracy is not a legitimate form of government!!" I freaking laughed so hard i nearly died!!
In personal news, i might be flying home for a day or two. I have been offered to audition for Tomorrow When the War Began. Another film!! Man, i fucken knew that as soon as i got to portugal i would get a job ofer! Freaking life! So yeah, unless i can find somewhere here or in amsterdam that i can do a video audition i will probably come back to perth for a day or two and fly back in time for rock wrecter!
So yeah, fierce! I have probably missed about 281249381 stories, but yeah. All in all we are having a great time, and are all well and fucking rocking out!!
Speak soon people!
Pat
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Largos... Part One
Ugh... This is going to be a big post. Just a warning.
Right so first cab off the rank. I am incredibly hungover so if the following doesnt make any sense... screw you.
So we left london at 4 am got to gatwick at 5, spent about an hour cueing (fuck the poms love cues). Flew into faro. Met soph gallop, Jess dunn and dave mayer and settled down on the train to largos.
Largos is this city in the south of portugal with two things going for it, awesome amazing parties.. and fishing. We are here for the parties and our first night did not disappoint! We got to our hostel, The Rising Cock. And no i am not shitting you. Its actually called the Rising Cock... you can buy t shirts and shit. Anyway, we got there and the guy who owned it was like "Wow there are a lot of you... how about we put you up in teh apartment?" so we have this sweet arse apartment in the main part of largos, with its own balcony and shit FOR NO EXTRA COST... can i get a hell yeah?!!
So here we are, in our own self contained apartment, a group of ten aussies, drinking half litre cans of portugese beer for less than a dollar a pop and surrounded by bars. Now I would like to say exactly what happened last night but to be honest I just dont know. I passed out at the first bar, jake woke up with shaving cream on his face, covered in spew on the couch next to his bed. Zotti didnt have the key to the apartment so he scaled a two storey roof and got in through the balcony. At Least 5 people spewed off the balcony into teh street and have spent the last two hours cleaning both the outside of our apartment and the road so the locals dont start trying to kill us for being the rowdy aussie barstards that we are.
It. Was. Fierce.
So today, we are going to go hang out on the beach. Chillax. Maybe have a burger and play some pool. But once the night hits... i have no doubt we will be back on it.
I freaking love Largos. It is awesome.
Much love people!
Pat
Right so first cab off the rank. I am incredibly hungover so if the following doesnt make any sense... screw you.
So we left london at 4 am got to gatwick at 5, spent about an hour cueing (fuck the poms love cues). Flew into faro. Met soph gallop, Jess dunn and dave mayer and settled down on the train to largos.
Largos is this city in the south of portugal with two things going for it, awesome amazing parties.. and fishing. We are here for the parties and our first night did not disappoint! We got to our hostel, The Rising Cock. And no i am not shitting you. Its actually called the Rising Cock... you can buy t shirts and shit. Anyway, we got there and the guy who owned it was like "Wow there are a lot of you... how about we put you up in teh apartment?" so we have this sweet arse apartment in the main part of largos, with its own balcony and shit FOR NO EXTRA COST... can i get a hell yeah?!!
So here we are, in our own self contained apartment, a group of ten aussies, drinking half litre cans of portugese beer for less than a dollar a pop and surrounded by bars. Now I would like to say exactly what happened last night but to be honest I just dont know. I passed out at the first bar, jake woke up with shaving cream on his face, covered in spew on the couch next to his bed. Zotti didnt have the key to the apartment so he scaled a two storey roof and got in through the balcony. At Least 5 people spewed off the balcony into teh street and have spent the last two hours cleaning both the outside of our apartment and the road so the locals dont start trying to kill us for being the rowdy aussie barstards that we are.
It. Was. Fierce.
So today, we are going to go hang out on the beach. Chillax. Maybe have a burger and play some pool. But once the night hits... i have no doubt we will be back on it.
I freaking love Largos. It is awesome.
Much love people!
Pat
Saturday, June 20, 2009
London
Hooray! We made it!
12 hours on a plane with chunny was without doubt one of the most hilarious events of my life. A good ten hours of a dude with massive ray bans for reading glasses, just pulling faces at you, while you desperately try not to giggle so hard you wake up the slightly over weight 60 something year old woman sitting on your right!
We cant check in till 2 so we have killed some time by rocking through the camden markets. I havent been to camden before but fuck its cool. Soph Gibbs.... if your reading this.. Go to Camden. Go Now. You will froth on all the corsetry we saw this morning. its truely a sight to behold....
Outside of that. London is wonderful. I fucking love england. It rocks my Kasbarr. Everything is so GREEN. and its just so...freaking....cool! Man i wish i could come up with a better discriptor than that, but i guess its this combined buzz of a really big city, with awesome architechture with this hell arty, sort of rock and roll party culture. Its really difficult to describe.
So yeah, all the rest of the boys arrive tommorrow. Me and chun are going to have a nap and hit some beeers. So if anything outrageous happens... You know me, ill post it on the internet!
Anyway, Peace people
Pat
P.S Had the most awesome full on english breakfast at 7 am when we arrived at the hostel. 3 pound 50 for bacon eggs baked beans tea, rosted tomato, sausages, toast, mushrooms and finally. CHIPS... Fucken chips for breakfast!.... I love england.
12 hours on a plane with chunny was without doubt one of the most hilarious events of my life. A good ten hours of a dude with massive ray bans for reading glasses, just pulling faces at you, while you desperately try not to giggle so hard you wake up the slightly over weight 60 something year old woman sitting on your right!
We cant check in till 2 so we have killed some time by rocking through the camden markets. I havent been to camden before but fuck its cool. Soph Gibbs.... if your reading this.. Go to Camden. Go Now. You will froth on all the corsetry we saw this morning. its truely a sight to behold....
Outside of that. London is wonderful. I fucking love england. It rocks my Kasbarr. Everything is so GREEN. and its just so...freaking....cool! Man i wish i could come up with a better discriptor than that, but i guess its this combined buzz of a really big city, with awesome architechture with this hell arty, sort of rock and roll party culture. Its really difficult to describe.
So yeah, all the rest of the boys arrive tommorrow. Me and chun are going to have a nap and hit some beeers. So if anything outrageous happens... You know me, ill post it on the internet!
Anyway, Peace people
Pat
P.S Had the most awesome full on english breakfast at 7 am when we arrived at the hostel. 3 pound 50 for bacon eggs baked beans tea, rosted tomato, sausages, toast, mushrooms and finally. CHIPS... Fucken chips for breakfast!.... I love england.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Singapore
I know right? Who writes a blog in a fucking stop over?!
Me People. Thats fucking who!
Ahem. So me and chris 'chunny' honey have just landed in singapore and are hanging the fuck out in the airport.
I personally intend to slam the free wines in an effort to get some shut eye before london. Made freinds with a plumber. Which was sweet cus we were united in being sat AT THE TOTALL FUCKING BACK OF THE PLANE. And i was even witty AND charming to the check in chick. She so has a thing against wrangers....
Hair-ist Bitch.
Anyway... I will blog again once i actually have something to write about!!!
pat
Me People. Thats fucking who!
Ahem. So me and chris 'chunny' honey have just landed in singapore and are hanging the fuck out in the airport.
I personally intend to slam the free wines in an effort to get some shut eye before london. Made freinds with a plumber. Which was sweet cus we were united in being sat AT THE TOTALL FUCKING BACK OF THE PLANE. And i was even witty AND charming to the check in chick. She so has a thing against wrangers....
Hair-ist Bitch.
Anyway... I will blog again once i actually have something to write about!!!
pat
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Setting this shit up
Yo,
Just looking to see if this actually works... which would be totally great.
Im going to use this to keep people up to date (if anyone cares) about our (mostly my) eurotrip adventures.
Ill update it when i can/care/can be bothered. But yeah totally see how we go ey?!
Wicked. Glad we are all in agreement kids.
Pat
Just looking to see if this actually works... which would be totally great.
Im going to use this to keep people up to date (if anyone cares) about our (mostly my) eurotrip adventures.
Ill update it when i can/care/can be bothered. But yeah totally see how we go ey?!
Wicked. Glad we are all in agreement kids.
Pat
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