We've been back a MONTH, and I have so many stories to share. Maybe I'll drag this holiday until the next one.
I do promsie to put the rest of the stories up here, like the Bored Fisherman who gave us a ride, or the TGI Fridays in a 17th Century Fort. And there was the giant cocktails, and the hollow buildings. And the crazy thunderstorms, and the Marathon, and the oldest buildings ever built by human civilisations (yeah, minor thing that). And the fertility lady with a big butt, and the Chinese Terracotta Warriors, and the see-through tights and thong lady (eww). There was also the negative space temple carved in rock, and the packs of wild dogs (and cats), and the horsey ride round the capital.
Then of course there was the Pub that Oliver Reed died in (
http://members.virtualtourist.com/m/p/m/1da2d9/), and the broken down ruins in which they filmed Gladiator (which were derelict and therefore we weren't allowed in). also there was the illict police meeting in a quiet back road we interrupted, and lizards and the film studios (they have good water facilities). They weren't being used.
Other excitments included Cisk lager, local wine, the eightiesist videogames room in the world, quite a bit of English Football, lots of yellow buses and rides thereon, a knight in a shining taxi on a country road and a Tom Jones DVD of seventies duets.
There were many more stories crammed into our 7 days, and I hope to flesh them out soon enough. Individual enquiries are welcome if something has made you immensely curious, but right now that'll have to do.
Be cool everyone. Picture and text messages are always welcome, I'll try to keep in touch in the real world as well as here.
ps. Timo gimme a date for when i need time off if we're partying.