FROM THE VAULT...
Wales, Ireland, and back home again [Mar. 6th, 2004|12:42 pm]
[ Current Mood | nostalgic ]
[ Current Music | Lost Prophets - Last Train Home ]
It was in Wales, that I first instituted the witty entries into Kelly's journal, named "Catherine's Commentaries." They were quite good. Made for good laughs on the trip. I don't think I have laughed/peed/almost pee my pants as many times as I did on that trip. If you would like to see them, ask Kell Bell about them.
So, we were off to my homeland, the Land of the Drunks. We took a cruiseliner thing to Dublin. It was really rough sailing. Laura got seasick and had to sleep the whole trip. When I was walking to the gift shop, it felt like I was seriously drunk. I could not for the life of me walk in a straight line. I ran into the walls about a million times on that hour and a half voyage. Ahh the joys of ocean travel.
We got to Dublin and went to our hotel room. I roomed with Carly and Laura again. Sadly, Voss had to room with us. We gave her the bouncy ass bed. We went around Dublin and went shopping. I was kind of disappointed. I thought Ireland was going to be sweet. Don't get me wrong, it's sooo pretty there, but Dublin was kind of a small city. Nothing like London. I guess I thought it had to live up to London, which is a hard thing to do. Oh well, so at night, Carly, me, Laura, Nate, Mike, Allen and Kirsten went to an internet cafe. I went online and checked my email. This was at like 8:30, so not a lot of people were online cuz it was 3:30 back at home. They were all either away or on vacation. Oh well. Once we were done, we paid and went wandering the cobblestone streets of Dublin. We went to Captain America (a pub/restaurant). I was surprised. They were really strict about enforcing drinking. They carded a lot. I thought they would have been easy about it considering how that's their favorite pasttime in Ireland. Oh well, after that we went back to the hotel.
On the second day, Voss bought an apple. Laura told me to eat it. I took a small bite out of it and flipped it over so she wouldn't see. Later, I got hungry, and took a bigger bite out of it. When she came back, she saw the half eaten apple and flipped out and interrogated us. She threw it in the trash. I was tempted to go in after it and finish it, but I restrained myself. That night, I was molested. Great feeling, let me tell ya. Laura and Carly went down the street to buy candy and Voss was MIA, which was fine. I was left in the room to take a shower, because I seriously felt so dirty. Once I got out of the shower, Laura and Carly came back. They were strangely quiet. Apparently I didn't lock the bathroom door. Carly kicked the door open to find me with only a towel wrapped around me. She threw Dasani water on me, which I was already wet. It was really cold. I ran out of the bathroom screaming, and Carly ran after me and ripped the towel off of my body to leave me stark naked standing in the middle of the room. They started laughing, which made me start to laugh. I was laughing so hard, I had to cross my legs so I wouldn't pee, but that didn't work b/c I kind of tinkled on the carpet. Shh. Laura was sitting on the toilet and she wet herself too. We definately had bladder control problems from then on after. Whenever we laughed too hard, I was forced to cross my legs and squat, so I wouldn't pee again.
That night, we went to a sweet Irish music/dancing thing at a pub. It was so much fun. The guy was starting to play Sweet Home Alabama, but would never finish the song. Miles sat next to us; we harassed him and forced him to take our pictures. OMG, we had the HOTTEST waiter. His name was David, with a nice Irish accent. We were ALL over him and taking pictures of him. Yes, we are stupid tourists, but my god, was he hot! Good times. I fell asleep on the way back in the coach. When we got back, Nate, Allen, Mike, Kirsten, Jen, and Susanne came into our room and we talked until like 1 o'clock. We set out on our Scarlett-Ben budding romance destruction. Unfortunatley, we slipped the wrong notes under their doors. Oh well. It was all in good fun.
Then we went to Killarney on like the third day. That was fun. Kelly & I got kicked out of the bar because we "were not of age." The next day we left for Shannon to go home. It was sad to go but I was ready to go home. I was ready for some good home cookin' and a real 45-minute shower; no 15 minute showers. On the plane back, I sat in the middle three seats. Luckily, no one had to sit next to me so I got to lay over the three seats and sleep. It was nice.
When we flew into Atlanta, my bags were searched. Once again, I was the target of harassment. They found nothing though, like predicted. Then, I got lost in the ATL airport. I was so scared. It was so big and I did not know where to go. I was almost in frantic tears, when I saw Franny by the tram and followed her. Gosh, was I freaked and really pissed. So we sat around for like 30 minutes and we got TCBY smoothies. Once we were done, we had to board the plane. Of course, my ticket got jammed in the ticket taker thing and I broke the machine. But it worked for Carly and Laura of course. Not cool, but funny. Carly and I sat next to each other in teh back and Laura switched with Ally so she could sit next to us. I got the window seat on the plane back to the lovely city of Detroit: the city built by lovers. We got home, and of course my parents were no where to be seen. I was freaked out yet again, then my cell started ringing. It was them, but I could not find my cell. So I used Carly's mom's cell and called home and got Mike, who called my mom, who came in to pick me up five minutes later. Then, I realized my shampoo broke in my duffel and got everything wet. That was cool. I came home to my brother and sister and niece and nephew and showed them the pictures and I went to bed at like 11. Slept into like 10ish and came in during the end of third hour. My lover was in the office, probably in trouble. It was awesome. Nice easy day back, then the next day I skipped 4th hour/Chem test and went to Panera to eat lunch and went to Trenton library to finish the homework I did not do. Came back just in time for good ol' Pre-calc with Bennett. Then that night, I packed for Spring Hill. And was on ANOTHER motor coach for 4 hours up to Evart, Michigan, still with jet lag.
Yeah, so that's my voyage. It was fucking awesome. There was sooo much more that I didn't say but I already wrote a novel, so just ask me about it and I'll tell ya. I already miss London so fucking much. Being at school is kind of like a dream right now. It doesn't feel like I should be wasting my time sitting at a desk when a week ago, I was roaming the streets with my two gals. Complete freedom. I miss it.
That's it. Cheers.
Catherine
[ Current Mood | nostalgic ]
[ Current Music | Lost Prophets - Last Train Home ]
It was in Wales, that I first instituted the witty entries into Kelly's journal, named "Catherine's Commentaries." They were quite good. Made for good laughs on the trip. I don't think I have laughed/peed/almost pee my pants as many times as I did on that trip. If you would like to see them, ask Kell Bell about them.
So, we were off to my homeland, the Land of the Drunks. We took a cruiseliner thing to Dublin. It was really rough sailing. Laura got seasick and had to sleep the whole trip. When I was walking to the gift shop, it felt like I was seriously drunk. I could not for the life of me walk in a straight line. I ran into the walls about a million times on that hour and a half voyage. Ahh the joys of ocean travel.
We got to Dublin and went to our hotel room. I roomed with Carly and Laura again. Sadly, Voss had to room with us. We gave her the bouncy ass bed. We went around Dublin and went shopping. I was kind of disappointed. I thought Ireland was going to be sweet. Don't get me wrong, it's sooo pretty there, but Dublin was kind of a small city. Nothing like London. I guess I thought it had to live up to London, which is a hard thing to do. Oh well, so at night, Carly, me, Laura, Nate, Mike, Allen and Kirsten went to an internet cafe. I went online and checked my email. This was at like 8:30, so not a lot of people were online cuz it was 3:30 back at home. They were all either away or on vacation. Oh well. Once we were done, we paid and went wandering the cobblestone streets of Dublin. We went to Captain America (a pub/restaurant). I was surprised. They were really strict about enforcing drinking. They carded a lot. I thought they would have been easy about it considering how that's their favorite pasttime in Ireland. Oh well, after that we went back to the hotel.
On the second day, Voss bought an apple. Laura told me to eat it. I took a small bite out of it and flipped it over so she wouldn't see. Later, I got hungry, and took a bigger bite out of it. When she came back, she saw the half eaten apple and flipped out and interrogated us. She threw it in the trash. I was tempted to go in after it and finish it, but I restrained myself. That night, I was molested. Great feeling, let me tell ya. Laura and Carly went down the street to buy candy and Voss was MIA, which was fine. I was left in the room to take a shower, because I seriously felt so dirty. Once I got out of the shower, Laura and Carly came back. They were strangely quiet. Apparently I didn't lock the bathroom door. Carly kicked the door open to find me with only a towel wrapped around me. She threw Dasani water on me, which I was already wet. It was really cold. I ran out of the bathroom screaming, and Carly ran after me and ripped the towel off of my body to leave me stark naked standing in the middle of the room. They started laughing, which made me start to laugh. I was laughing so hard, I had to cross my legs so I wouldn't pee, but that didn't work b/c I kind of tinkled on the carpet. Shh. Laura was sitting on the toilet and she wet herself too. We definately had bladder control problems from then on after. Whenever we laughed too hard, I was forced to cross my legs and squat, so I wouldn't pee again.
That night, we went to a sweet Irish music/dancing thing at a pub. It was so much fun. The guy was starting to play Sweet Home Alabama, but would never finish the song. Miles sat next to us; we harassed him and forced him to take our pictures. OMG, we had the HOTTEST waiter. His name was David, with a nice Irish accent. We were ALL over him and taking pictures of him. Yes, we are stupid tourists, but my god, was he hot! Good times. I fell asleep on the way back in the coach. When we got back, Nate, Allen, Mike, Kirsten, Jen, and Susanne came into our room and we talked until like 1 o'clock. We set out on our Scarlett-Ben budding romance destruction. Unfortunatley, we slipped the wrong notes under their doors. Oh well. It was all in good fun.
Then we went to Killarney on like the third day. That was fun. Kelly & I got kicked out of the bar because we "were not of age." The next day we left for Shannon to go home. It was sad to go but I was ready to go home. I was ready for some good home cookin' and a real 45-minute shower; no 15 minute showers. On the plane back, I sat in the middle three seats. Luckily, no one had to sit next to me so I got to lay over the three seats and sleep. It was nice.
When we flew into Atlanta, my bags were searched. Once again, I was the target of harassment. They found nothing though, like predicted. Then, I got lost in the ATL airport. I was so scared. It was so big and I did not know where to go. I was almost in frantic tears, when I saw Franny by the tram and followed her. Gosh, was I freaked and really pissed. So we sat around for like 30 minutes and we got TCBY smoothies. Once we were done, we had to board the plane. Of course, my ticket got jammed in the ticket taker thing and I broke the machine. But it worked for Carly and Laura of course. Not cool, but funny. Carly and I sat next to each other in teh back and Laura switched with Ally so she could sit next to us. I got the window seat on the plane back to the lovely city of Detroit: the city built by lovers. We got home, and of course my parents were no where to be seen. I was freaked out yet again, then my cell started ringing. It was them, but I could not find my cell. So I used Carly's mom's cell and called home and got Mike, who called my mom, who came in to pick me up five minutes later. Then, I realized my shampoo broke in my duffel and got everything wet. That was cool. I came home to my brother and sister and niece and nephew and showed them the pictures and I went to bed at like 11. Slept into like 10ish and came in during the end of third hour. My lover was in the office, probably in trouble. It was awesome. Nice easy day back, then the next day I skipped 4th hour/Chem test and went to Panera to eat lunch and went to Trenton library to finish the homework I did not do. Came back just in time for good ol' Pre-calc with Bennett. Then that night, I packed for Spring Hill. And was on ANOTHER motor coach for 4 hours up to Evart, Michigan, still with jet lag.
Yeah, so that's my voyage. It was fucking awesome. There was sooo much more that I didn't say but I already wrote a novel, so just ask me about it and I'll tell ya. I already miss London so fucking much. Being at school is kind of like a dream right now. It doesn't feel like I should be wasting my time sitting at a desk when a week ago, I was roaming the streets with my two gals. Complete freedom. I miss it.
That's it. Cheers.
Catherine