Still alive
Just realised that I haven't updated in ages, so therefore I'm correcting that right now.
My vacation was...exciting and wet probably describes it best. My boyfriend has nada null zero sense of direction and sometimes even forgets the difference between left and right, therefore we drove about an extra hundred kilometers.
Originally we planned to stay in Bolzano for a few days, but we were unable to find the hotel my sister recommended, so we spend the first night in Merano in a lovely little hotel.
The second day we got up early and continued driving until we eventually reached Lake Garda and found a nice camping ground where we discovered that the new tent we packed was way too small, but just barely big enough for the two of us to sleep in.
We did some sightseeing and later I got spectacularly drunk (after just one and a half bottles of wine and god knows what else) and remember next to nothing about that night, but boyfriend claims that he had to carry me back to our tent, where I tried to jump him and was asleep and snoring loudly the next second.
The third day I woke up with the hangover from hell, went on a frantic search for Aspirin and wanted nothing more than to spend the day sleeping, but boyfriend kept nagging me about going to Gardaland (Italy's largest amusement park or so they claim) until I gave in. I had fun, at least once I didn't feel like puking my guts out anymore. Boyfriend even convinced me to go rollercoaster riding with him. I immediately regretted it though. I was screaming and praying to every deity I ever heard of that the ride would be over soon and he had the nerve to say that it was lame and shout "faster". I think I may have kicked him afterward.
The next few days were rather uneventful, just more sightseeing, visiting the zoo and eating yummy things.
Then it started raining and by raining I mean heaven poured out enough water for a repeat performance of Noah's flood. That's when we discovered that our tent was only semi-waterproof. We woke up that night because water was steadily dripping down on us and after spending a miserable night in a car that's just not build for two grown adults to sleep in, we were on our way home as fast as the tempo limit would allow.
We managed the way back in record time and were enthusiastically greeted by two purring felines who were really really glad that their can-openers had finally returned.
I really wanted to post all this much much sooner, but I got hooked on World of Warcraft recently and am hopelessly addicted now.
So are there any other WoW addicts on my friends list?
My vacation was...exciting and wet probably describes it best. My boyfriend has nada null zero sense of direction and sometimes even forgets the difference between left and right, therefore we drove about an extra hundred kilometers.
Originally we planned to stay in Bolzano for a few days, but we were unable to find the hotel my sister recommended, so we spend the first night in Merano in a lovely little hotel.
The second day we got up early and continued driving until we eventually reached Lake Garda and found a nice camping ground where we discovered that the new tent we packed was way too small, but just barely big enough for the two of us to sleep in.
We did some sightseeing and later I got spectacularly drunk (after just one and a half bottles of wine and god knows what else) and remember next to nothing about that night, but boyfriend claims that he had to carry me back to our tent, where I tried to jump him and was asleep and snoring loudly the next second.
The third day I woke up with the hangover from hell, went on a frantic search for Aspirin and wanted nothing more than to spend the day sleeping, but boyfriend kept nagging me about going to Gardaland (Italy's largest amusement park or so they claim) until I gave in. I had fun, at least once I didn't feel like puking my guts out anymore. Boyfriend even convinced me to go rollercoaster riding with him. I immediately regretted it though. I was screaming and praying to every deity I ever heard of that the ride would be over soon and he had the nerve to say that it was lame and shout "faster". I think I may have kicked him afterward.
The next few days were rather uneventful, just more sightseeing, visiting the zoo and eating yummy things.
Then it started raining and by raining I mean heaven poured out enough water for a repeat performance of Noah's flood. That's when we discovered that our tent was only semi-waterproof. We woke up that night because water was steadily dripping down on us and after spending a miserable night in a car that's just not build for two grown adults to sleep in, we were on our way home as fast as the tempo limit would allow.
We managed the way back in record time and were enthusiastically greeted by two purring felines who were really really glad that their can-openers had finally returned.
I really wanted to post all this much much sooner, but I got hooked on World of Warcraft recently and am hopelessly addicted now.
So are there any other WoW addicts on my friends list?