Graeme's food diary
three baguette sandwiches from Flunch
two cups of tea
1 packet of macaroons
one egg salad (Graeme that's two so far)
three bags of crisps
pain au chocolat
croissants
brie sandwich
2pm A very, very subdued trip to Munich. Only a quick game of I-SPY-What-Rude Word-Is-Graeme lightened the mood. Most of us look and feel terrible (Well Skinner and Matt mainly).
We started drinking at around 7am yesterday and some of us really never knew when to stop. I suspect mild alcohol poisoning, but it comes with the territory.
Graeme slept most of the way so far but with one eye open so a series of elaborate pranks were ruined.
A couple of members of the group have decided they are 'riding dirty' and the clothes they wore on Day One will suffice for the rest of the trip.
Considering we are only wearing our costumes at all times this van is really going to become a grief hole.
We have travelled about 640 miles so far and Misery is performing brilliantly. No panics except for the black smoke that pours out of the back when we accelerate.
Need to liven up before we hit Munich but that's why wine was invented.......
About half way so far.
Just driven into a place called Bitche.
three baguette sandwiches from Flunch
two cups of tea
1 packet of macaroons
one egg salad (Graeme that's two so far)
three bags of crisps
pain au chocolat
croissants
brie sandwich
2pm A very, very subdued trip to Munich. Only a quick game of I-SPY-What-Rude Word-Is-Graeme lightened the mood. Most of us look and feel terrible (Well Skinner and Matt mainly).
We started drinking at around 7am yesterday and some of us really never knew when to stop. I suspect mild alcohol poisoning, but it comes with the territory.
Graeme slept most of the way so far but with one eye open so a series of elaborate pranks were ruined.
A couple of members of the group have decided they are 'riding dirty' and the clothes they wore on Day One will suffice for the rest of the trip.
Considering we are only wearing our costumes at all times this van is really going to become a grief hole.
We have travelled about 640 miles so far and Misery is performing brilliantly. No panics except for the black smoke that pours out of the back when we accelerate.
Need to liven up before we hit Munich but that's why wine was invented.......
About half way so far.
Just driven into a place called Bitche.
1 comment:
I trust you got a photo of you next to the Bitche sign. Loving the updates. Paris sounded wonderful. Perhaps when you get there you should set fire to the van and fly home?
Shaggy should NOT repeat NOT moisturize (or should at least be willing to tolerate the beating that will ensue).
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