Wednesday, October 8, 2008
sorry sarah
its really difficult to upload to blogger from here. each pic takes 15mins or more. the connection is very slow, the pics very large, the computer had 256kb of ram. i think i will blog here again once i get home on a computer worth a shit
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Just got back from a 2 week long trip around south EU
HUGE update coming tomorrow when I sort out the 500 pics I took
Sunday, August 31, 2008
My first 2 comments!!!
Thanks for commenting to Luke and Sarah. The rest of you should comment just so I know who comes here. Also before I forget, thanks to Kim for the heads up on a Halloween party. I think I want to go as Kratos the god of war... but he only wears a skirt and sandles so that might be kinda cold in oct... we will see
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Where is hell? Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris is a good start
I arrived in Nurnberg today. Simple right? Nah. Nothing is simple anymore. I had the worst travel experience of all time. Can you tell I will be bitching alot? If not, go away!
So my sister was suppose to take me to the airport Wed. morning. My flight leaves at 11:15 so I should really be there at 10. At 8 I woke up got some breakfast and made some final checks of luggage, documents, etc. At 9:00 I started to try to wake Alice up... Well, she was out all night the night before drinking, and if you know Alice you know she drinks like a Camel about to cross the Sahara... So needless to say I have to come back every 5 mins and remind her again and again that I need to go to the airport and to wake up. A few times she was like "ok i am getting up, so leave so i can get dressed". Each time I came back she was sound asleep and her alarm (which is loud as hell) going off. By 9:45 I am done being nice. I tell her "I have to go right now or I will be late. You are gonna cost me alot of time and money if I dont make this flight" and then I ask her if she will finally get up. Her reply is "I m Sleeping!" !!!! So I sez ok bitch then have fun finding your car in the airport parking lot after I take it to the airport. At this point she jumps out of bed and runs to get her keys and tries to go back into her room. I am really pissed by now and I am like WTF are you doing? You just gonna turn like that? and while she is closing the door I kick the shit out of it. If it was closed I think it would have broke the hinges... but it was open so it just flew open. Now she is trying to get physical and get in my face! I brush her weak shit away and push her out of my face. Now she is screaming and kicking me talking about what a piece of shit I am!!! By now Adam, her husband, wakes up and is like bro dont worry I will take you. So Adam takes me to the airport, thanks Adam! Big up to you bro!
What a nice way to start off whats gonna be a stressfull 16 hour trip, with alot of stress right at the start!
Ok those that have seen my previous posts have seen the scan of my travel document. Its not a passport but something very much like it, its what permenent residents of USA use to travel and come back. Its called, oddly enough a "Re-entry permit". So none of the fuckheads from mobile to mars have ever seen a thing like that so at every passport control checkpoint I am hassled by immigration officers and other fucktards about my document.
I get to my connection in Charlotte without any other problems. My ticket is mobile -> charlotte -> paris -> nurnberg. But in small letters under "charlotte - paris" it says, one stop. I dont know how to take that until I get my boarding pass... well it seems like Philadelphia just got added into the equation... as in i have to connect THERE after Charlotte to go to Paris... pffttt!!!! Some bullshit no doubt cause it isnt really mentioned and a loss of ohhh at least 3 hours. Anyway my flight from mobile to charlotte is late 40mins, i miss my connect to philly. I have to run to the gate and its a long run through 3 terminals and 50 or so gates, believe me... just to find out that even thought takeoff aint for another 20 more mins the flight is full... the earlier charlotte to philly had mechanical problems so some asshole took my seat as a standby and there is nothing i can do except take the one that was late cause of mechanical shit.... by some miracle the broken plane is fixed quickly and I make it to philly to catch my Paris flight....
Philly to Paris: The flight meal is disgusting and I feel like I am gonna be ill. I manage to catch some sleep between the two cute but annoying crying babies in front of me and the fucking stupid, old-ass, hag-looking bitch and her man behind me. I dont think the bitch stopped talking about stupid shit the whole time. All the lines she had ended with "I mean thats ridiculous!"
She complained about the dumbest shit, like when we finally reached the runway (this flight was late 45mins on takeoff cause of the huge que to the runways by the way, yeah) and the pilot fired up his jets for a test right before takeoff like they always do. She is like "omg I hope this plane is ok, it sounded like he wanted to take off but couldnt, I wonder whats wrong!?!?"
Her husband must be an expert hunter or a sand grain artist cause his patience has to be really high. I wanted to kill the bitch 10mins after I heard her voice!
So I land in Paris and this is where the fun starts... Let me give you an idea of Charles de Gaulle Airport... Take all the things that a huge airport has, buildings, terminals, runways, storages, etc. Put it all into a pot, give it an extra tumble or two and dump it all out. Then label and number these places according to a five year old´s whim. Throw in a little French assholism and there you have it. The stupiedest, most unorganized, rude, HUGE, airport. There are three terminals. I land in terminal 1. My next flight is suppose to be 2 hours after I arrive. Well i told you the previous flight was late 45mins. The ride from terminal 1 to terminal 3 is 20mins!!!! 20 fucking mins!!!! At passport control the french faggot has never seen a document like mine. So we have to go talk to his boss. That faggot is on the phone... 10mins before the lackey speaks to him. They look at the watermarks... they look again... they check my schengen visa... again... 20mins later I am looking for this checkin spot I need to be in, its spot number 14. All the checkins on this terminal are 1-12. fuck. So later on I find 14, its in the basement, really.... and i find out that at charles de gaulle checkin ends ONE HOUR!!! before takeoff. So I cant board that flight even though its not due to take off for another 35mins. I have to go back to terminal 1 get the US Air people to fix my ticket to a later flight and have to listen to this french whore that has skin like an alligator tell me that i had plenty of time and shouldnt have missed my plane. Finally she fixes it and i get to Nurnberg.... FUN!!!
on the bright side its 18c and sunny here, a welcome change from the furnaces of mobile.
cheers, more updates (hopefully happy and with pics) to come
So my sister was suppose to take me to the airport Wed. morning. My flight leaves at 11:15 so I should really be there at 10. At 8 I woke up got some breakfast and made some final checks of luggage, documents, etc. At 9:00 I started to try to wake Alice up... Well, she was out all night the night before drinking, and if you know Alice you know she drinks like a Camel about to cross the Sahara... So needless to say I have to come back every 5 mins and remind her again and again that I need to go to the airport and to wake up. A few times she was like "ok i am getting up, so leave so i can get dressed". Each time I came back she was sound asleep and her alarm (which is loud as hell) going off. By 9:45 I am done being nice. I tell her "I have to go right now or I will be late. You are gonna cost me alot of time and money if I dont make this flight" and then I ask her if she will finally get up. Her reply is "I m Sleeping!" !!!! So I sez ok bitch then have fun finding your car in the airport parking lot after I take it to the airport. At this point she jumps out of bed and runs to get her keys and tries to go back into her room. I am really pissed by now and I am like WTF are you doing? You just gonna turn like that? and while she is closing the door I kick the shit out of it. If it was closed I think it would have broke the hinges... but it was open so it just flew open. Now she is trying to get physical and get in my face! I brush her weak shit away and push her out of my face. Now she is screaming and kicking me talking about what a piece of shit I am!!! By now Adam, her husband, wakes up and is like bro dont worry I will take you. So Adam takes me to the airport, thanks Adam! Big up to you bro!
What a nice way to start off whats gonna be a stressfull 16 hour trip, with alot of stress right at the start!
Ok those that have seen my previous posts have seen the scan of my travel document. Its not a passport but something very much like it, its what permenent residents of USA use to travel and come back. Its called, oddly enough a "Re-entry permit". So none of the fuckheads from mobile to mars have ever seen a thing like that so at every passport control checkpoint I am hassled by immigration officers and other fucktards about my document.
I get to my connection in Charlotte without any other problems. My ticket is mobile -> charlotte -> paris -> nurnberg. But in small letters under "charlotte - paris" it says, one stop. I dont know how to take that until I get my boarding pass... well it seems like Philadelphia just got added into the equation... as in i have to connect THERE after Charlotte to go to Paris... pffttt!!!! Some bullshit no doubt cause it isnt really mentioned and a loss of ohhh at least 3 hours. Anyway my flight from mobile to charlotte is late 40mins, i miss my connect to philly. I have to run to the gate and its a long run through 3 terminals and 50 or so gates, believe me... just to find out that even thought takeoff aint for another 20 more mins the flight is full... the earlier charlotte to philly had mechanical problems so some asshole took my seat as a standby and there is nothing i can do except take the one that was late cause of mechanical shit.... by some miracle the broken plane is fixed quickly and I make it to philly to catch my Paris flight....
Philly to Paris: The flight meal is disgusting and I feel like I am gonna be ill. I manage to catch some sleep between the two cute but annoying crying babies in front of me and the fucking stupid, old-ass, hag-looking bitch and her man behind me. I dont think the bitch stopped talking about stupid shit the whole time. All the lines she had ended with "I mean thats ridiculous!"
She complained about the dumbest shit, like when we finally reached the runway (this flight was late 45mins on takeoff cause of the huge que to the runways by the way, yeah) and the pilot fired up his jets for a test right before takeoff like they always do. She is like "omg I hope this plane is ok, it sounded like he wanted to take off but couldnt, I wonder whats wrong!?!?"
Her husband must be an expert hunter or a sand grain artist cause his patience has to be really high. I wanted to kill the bitch 10mins after I heard her voice!
So I land in Paris and this is where the fun starts... Let me give you an idea of Charles de Gaulle Airport... Take all the things that a huge airport has, buildings, terminals, runways, storages, etc. Put it all into a pot, give it an extra tumble or two and dump it all out. Then label and number these places according to a five year old´s whim. Throw in a little French assholism and there you have it. The stupiedest, most unorganized, rude, HUGE, airport. There are three terminals. I land in terminal 1. My next flight is suppose to be 2 hours after I arrive. Well i told you the previous flight was late 45mins. The ride from terminal 1 to terminal 3 is 20mins!!!! 20 fucking mins!!!! At passport control the french faggot has never seen a document like mine. So we have to go talk to his boss. That faggot is on the phone... 10mins before the lackey speaks to him. They look at the watermarks... they look again... they check my schengen visa... again... 20mins later I am looking for this checkin spot I need to be in, its spot number 14. All the checkins on this terminal are 1-12. fuck. So later on I find 14, its in the basement, really.... and i find out that at charles de gaulle checkin ends ONE HOUR!!! before takeoff. So I cant board that flight even though its not due to take off for another 35mins. I have to go back to terminal 1 get the US Air people to fix my ticket to a later flight and have to listen to this french whore that has skin like an alligator tell me that i had plenty of time and shouldnt have missed my plane. Finally she fixes it and i get to Nurnberg.... FUN!!!
on the bright side its 18c and sunny here, a welcome change from the furnaces of mobile.
cheers, more updates (hopefully happy and with pics) to come
Friday, August 22, 2008
Second Entry
Minus 6 days into the trip.All of my preparations are complete. I have my travel document from Homeland Security and my schengen visa which allows me entry into most European countries (except Britain, so fuck you bastards!). My plane ticket is for 1130 on Aug 27, I fly from Mobile to Charlotte to Paris to Nurnberg. Its about 14 hours from first takeoff to final landing. I plan to bring alot of painkillers and Zonk out on the international flight... other than those I will be getting lots of battery time with my PSP and Alice's DS. Anyone know a good DS game I should buy before going?
I am thinking of going out for a drink... hmmm
Hi, Welcome!
This blog is for my friends to be able to see exactly what I am doing in Europe day to day. I hope to update very often and with pics if possible. Comments Welcome! Peace!
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