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Monday 21st of May What the hell happened last night?Where am I? And why am I not hung over? All are questions I asked myself at 7 am when Michael prodded me to wake up I was sat sleeping on a large armchair that I didn't recognise. We had gone back to the barman's house and carried on drinking with him his boyfriend and there friend into the early hours of the morning. We went to sleep at around 5am, we had only had two hours sleep. The reason I had no hangover was because I was still extremely drunk I had only payed for one drink all night and we where constantly being supplied alcohol as if on a saline drip. Our accents had made us very popular the barman brought us both out multiple glasses of Jameson that where all way larger than a triple it took 3 large gulps to see each off. By the time we left we had probably tried every type of alcohol they had and just for being English and obviously complete lads when we were offered to go back and carry on drinking with them I was so drunk I could barely see, so the natural answer we both gave was yes, on arrival we were given beers to try and weed to smoke we declined the weed as we were respectable law abiding citizens but the beer was consumed heavily. Moments later Michael B-lined his way to the toilet where he 'chundered everywhar' 'it was a vomcano' but it's ok because the barman was there to hold his hair and rub his "back" for him lol. Next thing I now I'm being woken up we left moments after and headed straight towards the beach both drunk still Michael then showed me a goody bag that the bar man had given us it contained a clove of garlic two shiny beaded necklaces a sachet of coffee powder photo booth photos of him and his boyfriend a small glass a little travel size bottle of jose cuervo tequila and a large bottle of PatrĂ³n XO Cafe it's a 35% coffee liqueur costing $35 how awesome is that! Having drunkenly stumbled our way back to the hotel we crashed as soon as we got in. The next thing I know I am being shaken and told to wake up but wait the room was spinning my head was throbbing so much I thought it would split, Crap the mother of all hangovers had just started I haven't felt that bad for a long time. Michael was trying to tell me we had to leave because we had to check out by 11:00 and be at the bus station by 12:00 it was 10:30 I could barely move and every movement made my stomach summersault Michael again had to be my rock he by know means was feeling well but his saving grace was last nights chunder to that chunder we ow a lot. My body had ceased to function I was feeling so I'll I couldn't lift my arms after the third shout 'Rich pack your bag' Michael realised I was really struggling and helped pour all my belongings in. Michael checked us out and came to get me to the station this walk in the humid morning heat was going to prove one of the most physically challenging things I had ever done in my life. My bag was heavy and every step required every ounce of my concentration I requested to stop countless times along the way dropping to my knees a points but Michael being the Soldier he is picked me up dusted me down and kept me going with words of encouragement like 'hurry up' and 'if you stop again I'm going to leave you' and 'stop being a little girl'. And so we arrived at the bus station ready to get on another greyhound bus although this time we would be the rough looking weirdos slurring their words stinking of booze that people wanted to stay away from. We got on and caught up on a lot of much needed sleep it was only a 5 hour journey. But wait the bright light jurky bus and loud people was not the easiest thing to sleep through and hungover these are all things you try and hide from but we were trapped like fish in a tank with a small annoying child taping on the glass. The buses hot and jurkey nature had started to take its tole on my very fragile stomach. I couldn't take much more I stood up Michael's words were "your not gona be sick are you?" I did not reply and headed for the toilet at the back of the bus. I opened the door and immediately shut it the warm waft of urine that had polluted my throat and nostrils turned my face pale I stubbled backwards sweat started pour from my face. A lady next to me said "hunny are you alright you don't look so good" I didn't reply to her either and almost ran back to my seat I grab a plastic bag I had in my travel bag and leaned over in my seat ready for the inevitable but trying my best to stop it. Michael was talking to our friend Michael Hannak on Skype and saw my struggle and directed all blowers onto the back of my neck for this I will be forever grateful I didn't know he'd done that at the time but it was the cooling power of the blowers that stopped me from being sick my Rock had done it again. The rest of the journey was short we nearly got of one stop to early and even took off someone's wheelchair for them ready for when they come down. But quickly realised it was the wrong stop and got everything back on including the wheelchair as it wouldn't have bin funny if we had driven off without it. When we finally arrived we got a taxi payed for by the hostel and went in the door was tucked away behind a wall in-between two bars it was up a large flight of stair and had a musky old damp smell to it we walked and was greeted by what looked like a 70's throw back man with long hair who's first comments were about a Chinese girl who was sat down in the corner but when she got up and left he said "she has got to be the most boring annoying girl he's ever met and that's why he agrees with the Chinese one child policy. After being give cleanish sheets we were show to our small Cell where we met the other 6 inmates they were all Chinese and pleasant the room was very small the beds were metal frames that were rusting the air con was very loud but very needed we were both put on top bunks. We were both so tired and almost as soon as I put my sheet and bag on to my bed I was up and asleep as was Michael at 6pm. This blog has not been in anyway spell checked. I am sorry if it has mistakes in. I am dislexic. Gud night
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