I woke up at 3:30 in the morning today, as the raging banshee told us we were going to France. Still half asleep, I got up, watched the IT Crowd and got in the cab. After our flight we got a ride to the hotel and passed a tiger in a cage at the side of the road [a French circus]. At the hotel we spent half an hour “exploring” and waiting for our room to be “ready”. And I was walking around barefoot on a stone ground that felt like hot coals, oh and killer ants attacked us, did I mention they were French? Hundreds of huge ones that go squidge when you step on them. With burning hot coals and killer ants it’s hard to know where to put your feet. But after battling hordes of evil insects we decided to crash. We visited the pool, and we found a secret Jacuzzi that I’m not allowed to tell you about… Oh wait, damn. AND THE ANGRY DWARF NEEDS FOOD NOW! What could the banshee possibly be doing in the bathroom?
We’re in bed and OH PLEASE SAY THAT’S NOT AN ANT TICKLING MY LEG! Phew! But there’s a huge one on the lampshade.
Umm yeah catch up with you guys tomorrow looking forward to my nutella crepes!
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