Belle Fast
I´m back.
These are strange days...
Belfast. Sat. 3rd
So we went to this pub called Robinson´s where I had 1 or 2 pints, then we went into the night club and i had 2 or 3 more pints, 1 absinthe, 3 red aftershocks, some robbed pints and bottles and maybe more, can´t remember clearly.
On my way to the hostel I met some new 1 night lasting NOI friends ( Joe, Tim aka Kansas, Pogy and more people ).We took a taxi and went to someone´s house and had some cognac, beers, cocaine, and more beer. I don´t know how or why though i ended up with a celta de vigo jersey which i kept.
I managed to go back to the hostel in a shared taxi which was paid by someone. 7 am or so, fucking high.
I was waked up at 7:50, still drunk indeed.
Back to the bus, Giants Causeway visit. I fell asleep. I woke up around 9 , with a strong headache and feeling as sick as a small hospital. I didn´t feel well enough to go on with the visit so i decided to stay in the bar, bought an orange juice and fell asleep on a table for 1 hour or more. I woke up and visited the toilet several times. First puke.
11 am, my friends came back. They gave me a medicine. Unbearable headache. I went outside and threw up again.
Back to the bus again. Visit to Bushmilss Whisky Brewry. 12:30, i get off the bus and throw up again while everyone is watching me and taking pictures of me from the 2 buses. Then i felt as sleepy as never before. I tried to follow the people, we split in two groups. Zombie walk. I saw my friends in the other group so i joined them. Final stage of the visit: free shot of whisky... no, thanks. I fell asleep again in the bar.
Back on the bus i got to sleep finally and have some rest.
3:30, back in the hostel. I ate a sandwich and headed to bed. Slept til 7:30. I missed the Shankill Road tour, ... damn, i had to rest.
I woke up and realised what was going on and wondered why i had been wearing a celta de vigo jersey during all day.
11:15 pm, back again in Robinson´s for my last Guinness of the day.
These are strange days...
Belfast. Sat. 3rd
So we went to this pub called Robinson´s where I had 1 or 2 pints, then we went into the night club and i had 2 or 3 more pints, 1 absinthe, 3 red aftershocks, some robbed pints and bottles and maybe more, can´t remember clearly.
On my way to the hostel I met some new 1 night lasting NOI friends ( Joe, Tim aka Kansas, Pogy and more people ).We took a taxi and went to someone´s house and had some cognac, beers, cocaine, and more beer. I don´t know how or why though i ended up with a celta de vigo jersey which i kept.
I managed to go back to the hostel in a shared taxi which was paid by someone. 7 am or so, fucking high.
I was waked up at 7:50, still drunk indeed.
Back to the bus, Giants Causeway visit. I fell asleep. I woke up around 9 , with a strong headache and feeling as sick as a small hospital. I didn´t feel well enough to go on with the visit so i decided to stay in the bar, bought an orange juice and fell asleep on a table for 1 hour or more. I woke up and visited the toilet several times. First puke.
11 am, my friends came back. They gave me a medicine. Unbearable headache. I went outside and threw up again.
Back to the bus again. Visit to Bushmilss Whisky Brewry. 12:30, i get off the bus and throw up again while everyone is watching me and taking pictures of me from the 2 buses. Then i felt as sleepy as never before. I tried to follow the people, we split in two groups. Zombie walk. I saw my friends in the other group so i joined them. Final stage of the visit: free shot of whisky... no, thanks. I fell asleep again in the bar.
Back on the bus i got to sleep finally and have some rest.
3:30, back in the hostel. I ate a sandwich and headed to bed. Slept til 7:30. I missed the Shankill Road tour, ... damn, i had to rest.
I woke up and realised what was going on and wondered why i had been wearing a celta de vigo jersey during all day.
11:15 pm, back again in Robinson´s for my last Guinness of the day.