Quick lowdown on what happened (more to come when I’m actually sober)
1. Missed the 08:20 ferry bound for Calais, ended up getting on the 09:15 one.
2. Booze trip to 3 hypermarkets was awesome and much monies was spent.
3. Tasmin thought it’d be cool to feed two seagulls with a dead fish….they weren’t impressed.
4. Coach was too heavy, so the driver says "the coach is lopsided, so you’ll all need to drink some of the booze to lighten up the coach…"
5. Everyone got so drunk that we all thought we were back in England. For a solid hour going from Calais to Bologne we sang every 60’s song on the ‘Best of the 60’s CD’ that the driver had.
6. After No.4, we then hassled every shopkeeper in Bologne by paying for our food with English money even though they wanted Euro’s.
7. Snow Dogs seemed to be the most hilarious film in the world while intoxicated.
8. Within an hour of reaching Bologne it begain raining like crap. Then the fog came in and it was like the end of the world as the coach driver couldn’t see 5 feet in front of him.
9. Tasmin started crying thinking she’d die before hitting 30 because of No.8.
10. Finally reached home! 1hr 30mins later after unloading the coach of booze did I manage to get all my drinks into the car. Yay!
