Well here I am, back from London; didn’t get stabbed so that’s always a plus! Needless to say I had an awesome time, despite too much time spent on the underground, getting sweaty trains from one part of London to another.
While we were down there, saw an old friend of a friends and stayed at her boyfriends after a house party. Sleeping in the kitchen didn’t do my body any favours and neither did drinking half a bottle of vodka. Ugh.
So we went down Friday afternoon, got stuck in traffic but not so bad that it was a major problem, stayed in some crummy Ibis hotel in Hounslow; dropped off our stuff and went straight out, went to Hyde Park which was simply amazing. There were screens everywhere showing various sporting events, watched a few of them, bought the t-shirt.
Then later that evening Feeder played a 40 minute set, which for free is awesome and just makes me more excited to see them again at Leeds Festival next weekend!
Had a few more drinks around Hyde Park and got back to the hotel around midnight, we had to be up early to get to the other side of London and get our tickets and we were pretty tired too so had a somewhat early night.
Love how at the hotel because we were paying cash we had to give them a £50 deposit in case we damaged or smoked in the room, yet when we checked out they just gave us the money without checking the room!
Headed over to Camden and dropped off the car around the corner from Phil’s mates house, had some lunch at some greasy spoon (literally pulled a long black hair out of my mouth while eating a poached egg *sigh*) hopped on the tube, went to Wembley, headed to the Stadium and grabbed our tickets, went inside the Stadium, I mainly kept on the soft drinks as I wasn’t really in the mood for fighting to get to the toilet because I’ve drank too much beer. The Stadium was massive, it holds 90,000 people; over 86,400 people went to the Olympic football final between Mexico and Brazil, I saw Mexicans and Brazilians in real life for the first time ever; they’re great people.
There was no animosity between either people, they were there to have a great time no matter who won, same with everyone else that was there too no matter what country they were from, it was like a peaceful harmony of people. I don’t know about elsewhere but I’ve never been somewhere without seeing at least one fight kick off, especially in London so this was a really pleasant surprise. Not to see some idiot ruin it for himself and others.
Well done to you American’s for smashing the Chinese and taking first place too, I was rooting for you guys.
The football match it self was pretty “eh”, I along with so many others expected Brazil to win the Gold, they’d won every single one of their matches in this tournament by scoring exactly 3 goals, this match kicks off and in 29 seconds Mexico score, they then score later on making it 2-0, Brazil manage a 2-1, almost equalizing but missed a header in the final seconds.
After the match had finished we left Wembley and went to Regents Park, got some food and beer and had a mini picnic, then headed out for a couple of drinks, went back to Camden, went to previous said house party, I probably would have been much happier just sleeping in the car but once I got half a bottle of vodka down me time soon flew by.
Headed back Sunday afternoon after going to a different greasy spoon, I felt awful and the food didn’t make me feel that much
better either. However I was soon fully alert when an hour into travelling home on the motorway; a car with a trailer connected to it started swerving lanes, smashed into a minibus full of people, the trailer smashed into the car behind it, causing three more cars to crash into each other. Thanks to my superior navigational skills and my mates quick response time we just managed to avoid the demolition derby and escaped via the outer lane.
Never seen an accident on the motorway like that in real life, it was scary stuff; my mate said he was glad I was there as he wouldn’t have known what he’d have done. Someone else we knew ended up getting stuck in a traffic jam due to said accident. Luckily from what I can tell no one was seriously hurt in that accident.
Once home I took a long shower because I spent the whole of Saturday just sweating, watched the closing ceremony which was a pile of crap until Eric Idle came out and sang then things began to pick up. Fell asleep around midnight and woke up at half 3 this afternoon, 15 and half hours sleep! Body must have been exhausted! Although I was awake 36 straight hours from Thursday afternoon to Friday night so that probably had something to do with it too.
Now I’m back home I’m thinking about how much I really am bored with where I live, a friend of mine comes back from China for a month next month, I have Leeds Festival next weekend then as soon as I come back from that I’m off to North Scotland for my cousins wedding, after that, I’m back to having nothing to do.
The only friend that actually invites me to do things says he’s moving to Australia later on this year which will be a drag, everyone else has moved on it seems and I’ve been left behind which is why me and my cousin have been talking about moving, he wants to come down here and live with me and I want to go up there. I doubt he’d come down here any time soon as he’s close with his part of the family and with our grandmother’s ailing health I think he’d want to be close.
Plus where he lives is so peaceful, it’s on the coast, if I can get a job up there it’d be an awesome place to live, a close knit community and far away from this shit hole I currently live in now, it’s why I went to France although this time there won’t be any ice to help me break anything.
I want to move on from this life, just as my friends have done and find something better.
Keep you updated.