OK, this all started for Shazza on thursday; she was going to stay at my house and travel to the airport from there in the morning. I sat waiting in the cafe at Paddington Station, blowing smoke so she'd be able to spot me easily. We sat there and had a few coffees when she arrived while she caught up on fags, little did we realised how unthinkable the act of blowing smoke in such a public building would become!
So we stayed at my house and a friend of my dad's took us to the airport in the morning. We checked in 4 hours early LOL !! We adopted another cafe and nervously chain smoked.......10 HOURS WITHOUT A FAG !!!! How would we survive ?!? Well the answer is we did, but barely. I wanted a cigarette by Scotland and was tearing my hair out by Greenland ! The flight on the way out was good though, we were given tonnes of food which was surprisingly nice for an airline, plus limitless drink ! Sharon watch the movies while i tried to sleep and stared out of the window......sea, cloud, sea ZZZZzzzzzzzz......ice, mountains, ice, ZZZZZzzzzz
We had met up with another fellow Brit Lia and when we landed we would also have to meet up with the luurvely Skater Don. When we stepped off the plane we were greeted by Canadian customs rolling out the red carpet, or rather disinfectant soaked mats After that we joined a 3 hour queue so they could ask us questions such as "Do you live on a farm ?", "Will you be visiting a farm here ?" and "Do you posess any meat in you luggage ?" PML !! They were about 1000 Europeans and 1 Canadian to ask these questions, the only thing that cheered us up was the thought of Scary Babs having to walk through the disinfectant as well PML !!
So when we finally got out of there it was lashing down with rain, but we really didn't care, out came the fags wheeeeeee ! Don tried to find a limo, only to discover that the limo drivers were on strike ! He seemed quite disappointed, but we got into a taxi OK. He was a top guv and this was really nice of him, he organised everything while we were in a jet lagged void. Halfway through the journey another car crashed into our taxi, right into Sharon's side ! I reckoned that she should make a fuss and sue for whiplash LOL !! But she was way too in a void after the flight and i couldn't blame her !
Once we got to the hotel, we said goodbye to Lia and Don and made our way to reception where we had a little shock. The room was going to be more expensive than advertised because of the tax and they wanted all the money immediately ! This is something that we are not used to, at home it is totally illegal to advertise one price and charge another, they have to say 'plus tax' in their advertising if it's not included. We got used to it in the end though, I even found myself adding a little bit on to the prices in my local shop this morning !
It was a beautiful hotel though and the staff were fantastic (stroppy receptionist not accepted lol ). We went up to our room to meet our first room mate Ulrike who'd only be staying for that night. She had to be up early to attend practices the next morning which we were so not going to do I had been awake since 6am British time and was sort of over tired anyway. So Sharon comes out with the fateful words "We shouldn't sleep straight away, we need to adjust. Let's go downstairs to the bar for a little while, just a quiet drink". HAHAHAHAHA !!!!!!
Hours later I found myself sitting at the bar in a total void. We'd started off with a few beers in the corner, but all these Canadians suddenly adopted us and the few beers turned to red wine. Eventually, Sharon asks the bartender for "Something Canadian, but not beer".........out comes the cocktail shaker, wheeeeeee ! We end up with these 90% proof iced teas, I remember asking what was in it and hearing "vodka, tequila, gin, white rum....." before going into a void.
Sharps and I eventually decide to end our 'quiet drink' and performed an intricate diagonal step sequence across the lobby to the lifts. There I think I fell straight onto our German friend and we were being quite loud. I scrambled up somehow and must have totally woken the poor girl up, but she didn't stir. She must have been lying there thinking "Thank God it's only for ONE night !!" PML !!!! I had been awake for something like 30 hours and hadn't got much sleep the 2 previous nights. I think I matched every hour of missed sleep with a unit of alcohol. After that, I remember sort of hallucinating and I'm pretty sure I fell asleep talking. So ended our quiet entrance to the city.
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