After looking at a few restaurants and generally sauntering about for a good hour, we ended up in some not-quite-as-god-awful-as-you’d-normally-expect Irish bar. When they put down the portion of food I had ordered for dinner I wondered how big a family it was supposed to feed. My gut said a family of 8 after the … More America Pt. III – Fag Butts and Blues Clubs
After the fiasco at the customs desk, we were looking forward to meeting americans who weren’t total arseholes, my friends at university had led me to believe they did exist. The first experience of the Big Apple was on its subway system. Having only briefly spent time in London, the majority of my prior experience … More America Pt II – Red, White and Huge
A couple of years ago, when I had just finished University, a group of friends and I decided we would go on a trip for a couple of months to postpone the impending doom of careers that awaited most of them at the end of summer. Several destinations were discussed, notable options being India and … More USA Pt.I Welcome To America – Security Shakedown
This isn’t really a drunk abroad story as such, it’s more of a drunk about town tale. One evening, in my early university days, it was planned to have a grand night out. I had made a lot of new friends in halls of residence, who were incredibly enthusiastic about their social lives. So much … More Why Not front flip and axe kick a girl?
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A drunk abroad 