I hope you all looked at the deliberate link yesterday so you could see what a rubbish blog looks like-a total sham of a farce of a travesty of what a real blog should look like-total rubbish and what is wrong with writing in the King's English? Anyway I digress. According to my technology today I took 18063 steps and I can definetely say that 18062 of those steps were perfectly co-ordinated and highly beautiful steps which propelled me forward in an efficient and aesthetic manner! However just one step I took was a total disaster resulting in me writhing on the ground like a beached whale surrounded by concerned Viennese onlookers(pity they couldn't have been so concerned during the 1930s!) Anyway, exemplifying true ANZAC grit, I picked myselfup, dusted myself down and started all over again. Earlier the same day: Following a hearty Austrian breakfast we perambulated our way into central Vienna admiring the architecture along the way The fine art of seduction "and don
Gripe of the day: European showers! The tap is designed in an arcane manner giving no indication of what is hot or cold and in order to turn the tap on one must stand directly under the shower head so it is always exciting to find out whether one will go into hypothermic shock or receive 3rd degree burns; the floors have been lined with olive oil extract; the shower curtain if actually present is designed to allow maximum spillage of water outside the shower recess and the plugs drain at a speed somewhat slower than the ingress so drowning is a real possibility! My explanation for these poor design features is that the average eurotrash rarely takes advantage of any personal hygeine facilities! Anyway today we do our full day tour of Madrid. We meet our tour guide who tells us that a cup of coffee is included in our tour-amazing value. For the first few interminable hours we are bombarded by the history of the royal houses of Europe; take home messages: they all loved marrying their c
Ami takes us to a rooftop restaurant for Israeli breakfast(called breakfast in the local lingo) Ami guides us through the undeerground bunkers of the crusader's castle We then follow Ami through the white market of Akko, sampling all sorts of delicious morsels along the way. We then pickup victuals for lunch at the best hummus joint in town "Don't fuck with me Jewboy" We then motor off to the Lebanon border and visit the Blue Grotto The naughty Hizbolla are on the other side of that wall Making peace in the middle east Ami tells us that the next war is inevitable and could happen anytime-most reassuring. We eat our lunch near a castle and then continue our conflict zone tour along the border with Lebanon Opening of Hizbolla tunnel We are now transported to our new hotel which looks over the sea of Galilee
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