Etre's First Road Trip
Well, not so much a road trip, as half a one.
I am travelling to Bath, which is just under two hours away. Alone.
Needless to say I am shatting myself with FEAR of getting lost, or eated by the road monsters, or...something.
I have a buttload of maps, and like an A-to-B road guide.
And many sweets and sugary crap.
And boom-boom boy racer music.
And some new pyjama bottoms. Not really for the road, but to sleep in. Comfycomfy.
Am heading Bath-ways for to meet my mate, and then she will drive us on to GOGOL BORDELLO CONCERT in Oxford.
I think I'll be okay...I'm just scared.
I am travelling to Bath, which is just under two hours away. Alone.
Needless to say I am shatting myself with FEAR of getting lost, or eated by the road monsters, or...something.
I have a buttload of maps, and like an A-to-B road guide.
And many sweets and sugary crap.
And boom-boom boy racer music.
And some new pyjama bottoms. Not really for the road, but to sleep in. Comfycomfy.
Am heading Bath-ways for to meet my mate, and then she will drive us on to GOGOL BORDELLO CONCERT in Oxford.
I think I'll be okay...I'm just scared.