Final night in Krakow My last night in Krakow was, as ever, fantastic albeit a little sad. I met up with Gareth for a good steak in the Grill bar followed by yet another Tyskie on one of the many terraces on the main square before Gareth had to dash off to catch his train. If your reading this mate, I’d like to see your photos from that night. After that I wandered off to meet Marcin, Jakob, Volcheck and Kamil in a large courtyard bar which was playing some fantastic music… typically, I was shown this place on my…
I’ve been pretty busy over the last week having been in three different countries. Full report to follow but I’ve been tied up with volunteer webmaster work for both the mongolminis and the Mongol Rally to even produce that. Sometimes I think I’m just too nice… So, in the meantime here’s another fun little link: How to perform a reverse barrel roll….
A week in Krakow wouldn’t be complete without a stinking hangover. My brain is pretty much mush today, but thankfully the engineers here are getting very good so the questions have not been so intense. Last night I met up with the myriad of Managers here this week and then with Gareth. Yes, thats right, Gareth. The boy gets everywhere! This summer he’s so far been to Spain, Wales, England, France, Holland, Germany, the Czech Republic and Poland. Not bad for someone who lives in Australia. He even managed to time his trip to Krakow to coincide with me being…
Due to the ludicrous travel policy of the company I work for, I have been banned from using Easyjet. Instead I have to book my flights via Amex, which cost more than double. The upside to this was I landed at the conveniently close Heathrow Airport at a reasonable hour on Friday. The downside was I had to get up at 5 on Sunday in order to get to Gatwick airport (the other side of London) for a 7:30 flight. No friends or family were willing to drop me of at that hour, so that meant a further 50 pound…
I flew into London on Fri night on yet another one of my fleeting visits on my way to Poland. This time, though, I flew into Heathrow at a reasonable hour instead of Luton at midnight so I was able to go out for the evening. Off the plane into the car of the ever reliable parents. A quick stop at the local chippy before being dropped off in Harrow. It’s been a while since I’ve walked around Harrow at night, and I’d forgotten how bad it was. Littered with wanna be rude boys, half of them dressed up as…
… for another great selection of motoring links: Americans… need I say more? Oh my God!!! Honey, are you trying to scare me? And after such cringe worthy clips, some true entertainment: Pikey Burnout!
Zinadine Zidane It’s going to be one of those days.