Holiday yey!!
Feel a bit more alive after a shower and a resolve to get my act together!
So the holiday! We did nothing but lie by the pool ALL week. On the first day we went down to the beach but it was crowded and full of Germans, as was the WHOLE of St. Constantine. OMG I never want to hear that language again. The RUDENESS of them. Barging past you in the lift or street, ignoring you when you hold the door open, talking the loudest ever in your earhole when you are near them!! Anyway, the beach was a bit crap so we stayed around the pool. Plus I was on all week (SO TYPICAL) and needed to be near a loo. The pool was small and quiet and lovely so that was cool.
The little resort we were in had a huge market place with bars and restaurants so we went there a few times at night. On the 2nd night we started drinking at 4.30pm randomly. FOUL cava, sat in room getting drunk then went down to bar all giggly to the lovely bar woman who called us the 'beautiful girls' all week. LOL. Then we ended up in Golden Sands, the bigger resort 15 mins away. Had food and went to random club called 'Bonkers' next to some seedy strip joint. Golden Sands was like the strip in Magaluf only full of prostitutes and German tourists! Bonkers was cool, had a good old dance and got wasted and went home at 1am, so tragic.
Went back there again another night and met some random Bulgarian called George that sat next to us in a bar. He told us that his mother earns £40 a month and his Dad £100. He was very young and drunk but amused us both when he started waving his hands about talking and smacked himself in the eye by mistake. I thought I would DIE laughing.
I spent the week walking into things, tripping over and on the last night managed to leak all over my WHITE trousers while we were 10 minutes walk from home. The hysteria and total nightmare of it all was not something I wish to go into or think about EVER again.
Also on the last night some foul old waiters tried to get me and Kerry to go out with them after our meal. In the end I lost my rag when they wouldn't piss off and just said "Look will you fuck off. She's married and I'm a lesbian, and lets be serious, as if we EVER would anyway". Seemed to work.
It was a lovely and much needed holiday. I ususally like to go out and about and do stuff but this time I was content to sloth all week. We just messed about and were silly and giggly all week.
Plane back was horrible, I hate hate hate flying and felt sick all the way home, but am still alive at least!! Kerry is today off for a week in South Wales, her 3rd holiday in 4 weeks!
Have posted the piccies on my photobucket album.....
Bulgaria
So the holiday! We did nothing but lie by the pool ALL week. On the first day we went down to the beach but it was crowded and full of Germans, as was the WHOLE of St. Constantine. OMG I never want to hear that language again. The RUDENESS of them. Barging past you in the lift or street, ignoring you when you hold the door open, talking the loudest ever in your earhole when you are near them!! Anyway, the beach was a bit crap so we stayed around the pool. Plus I was on all week (SO TYPICAL) and needed to be near a loo. The pool was small and quiet and lovely so that was cool.
The little resort we were in had a huge market place with bars and restaurants so we went there a few times at night. On the 2nd night we started drinking at 4.30pm randomly. FOUL cava, sat in room getting drunk then went down to bar all giggly to the lovely bar woman who called us the 'beautiful girls' all week. LOL. Then we ended up in Golden Sands, the bigger resort 15 mins away. Had food and went to random club called 'Bonkers' next to some seedy strip joint. Golden Sands was like the strip in Magaluf only full of prostitutes and German tourists! Bonkers was cool, had a good old dance and got wasted and went home at 1am, so tragic.
Went back there again another night and met some random Bulgarian called George that sat next to us in a bar. He told us that his mother earns £40 a month and his Dad £100. He was very young and drunk but amused us both when he started waving his hands about talking and smacked himself in the eye by mistake. I thought I would DIE laughing.
I spent the week walking into things, tripping over and on the last night managed to leak all over my WHITE trousers while we were 10 minutes walk from home. The hysteria and total nightmare of it all was not something I wish to go into or think about EVER again.
Also on the last night some foul old waiters tried to get me and Kerry to go out with them after our meal. In the end I lost my rag when they wouldn't piss off and just said "Look will you fuck off. She's married and I'm a lesbian, and lets be serious, as if we EVER would anyway". Seemed to work.
It was a lovely and much needed holiday. I ususally like to go out and about and do stuff but this time I was content to sloth all week. We just messed about and were silly and giggly all week.
Plane back was horrible, I hate hate hate flying and felt sick all the way home, but am still alive at least!! Kerry is today off for a week in South Wales, her 3rd holiday in 4 weeks!
Have posted the piccies on my photobucket album.....
Bulgaria