See you all later, so au revouir! Fuck that. I dont even speak a word of that gutteral vomit inducing language. Hopefully I won't end up like the girls in this film.
I don't even know who I am staying with, but I will write all about the lulzy parts for you all upon my return.
In short, I am staying in a place called Radingham with a Dutch guy, his Argentinian wife, her sister and her sister's boyfriend...oh and the Dutch guy had a daughter with his wife. I am surrounded by Spanish speaking people, and the only things I know in Spanish are from Cypress Hill songs...so my only company is the TV and the Doberman dogs who dribble all over me.
Anyway, I went for a walk this morning as I needed to escape this place (it's a half build barn and I am living in a caravan, shitting in a bucket and sleeping in a 5ft bed) and almost got lost. It's also at that point that I wish I smuggled some weed with me, as I found a perfect hill wher I sat and read a chapter of "The Running Man" and listened to some tunes. Still, here are some picz0rs
Calais ahoy! The amount of shit I used to smuggle back through this port was ridiculous. Because of the notoriety of the guy I am living with and going back with, I can't do it this time
Where I am currently sitting, taken just above my head, behind me.
Doberman pups. Fucking cute! Their mum just killed a chicken so that's tonights dinner.
My "bedroom"....bags and shit are just out of sight. It's cosy.
Random road I got lost going down...even though this place is a circle
Nice graffiti in a bus shelter. Makes a change from the shit back in England. "JACK WOZ 'ERE" and "KIM N BLAKE 4EVA N EVA". This has lead me to believe there are some cute girls around who I may have to take advantage of...and they can't say no...BECAUSE I DIN'T SPEAK FRENCH! MWUHAHAHA
Another pretty sweet view.
Moar to come. I am here until Saturday night.
I wrote this on my blog, too. Makes for some interesting thoughts.
I actually quite like it. I can't complain as I have not paid a penny for anything and it is certainly an experience. If you want to learn how the Europeans live, then you may as well go in at the deep end.
The only thing that spoils France is the French