Firstly, French keyboards are seriously fucked up. From now on I'll type as if it were normal...
So todqy ae qre in Nî,es becquse we couldn%t get in touch zith our hosts in Qix or this girl in ?qirseille before lqst night; It is q nice tozn; Even though they hqve exq,s they qre still drinking zith us; French people qre not qs bqd qs the zorld sqys. I feel I should point out, fro, the stqte of the typing, thqt ze qre not drunk noz;;;
To,,oroz ze fly to London to recover qt ,y Uncle%s plqce for q fez dqys before the return journey;
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Wellington, New Zealand.
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Thursday, January 18, 2007
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Got hammered... again
We made it out of Amsterdam ok only to arrive at Al's cousins place in Osnabruck, Germany. Then he proceeded to get us thoroughly plastered. Its now 1.21pm and we have just had breakfast. Osnabruck is a nice town and from what we can remember the bars werent bad. Al souvineered himself a non-smoking sign. He's very pröud.
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