Was a great week away, all a bit surreal at first because we bought a rucksack each and a few tshirts and shorts near the travel agents and just went. During that week away, I did a reverse bungee jump (catapult thing) pissed as fuck on a cocktail I found called The Black Duck Head Fuck, got chased out of a bar by a cokehead cockney who pulled a shotgun out from behind the bar, shagged the best looking and worst looking women I have ever nailed, woke up on HMS Battleaxe, wrecked a hired Suzuki Vitari by leaving it out overnight in the pissing rain with the roof off, and had to fight my way out of the one man band rental shop after I took it back in order to steal my passport back off him, ensuring I took the rental paperwork with me, and the deposit I paid, fuck him. All on Willy Carson winnings