bent
left farm early.
met my friend abrar at stanstead.
abrar is a rockstar.
abrar MADE me break the 'not-before-midday' cider o'clock rule.
flew /slept slightly drunk to austria.
we've flown in for our friend bra-in's (brian's) 40th birthday commiserations.
bra-in wasn't expecting me.
so let abrar walk out first to get met.
when abrar had got bra-in's back turned and was struggling with how to stall him a little longer, i walked up behind and obnoxiously flicked bra-in's ear.
he turned round to angrily go 'WTF?'
'surrrrpriiiise'
snowing in austria.
and smoking in austria.
EVERYBODY? in austria smokes.
in all the bars and restaurants?
so retardedly retro.
met up with thomas, martin and luiga and claudia too.
good to see luiga and martin who i haven't seen for ages.
and i had NO idea that martin's been doing a insane clown look for 7(ish) years.
after a delicious traditional austrian dinner and several proseccos /schnapps we relocated to the barra cubano (barack obama) for more proseccos/schnapps/ vodka redbulls/ beers etc... and more getting 2nd hand smoked to death.
i used to smoke 60 a day for years.
gave up on NYE 1999: overnight, no patches, no problems: just decided to.
so i HATE smoking now (more than when i used to smoke: i hated it then too)
barra cubano was torture.
and for some other reasons too that i won't ungraciously get into.
left at 1am
to return to the nice castle hotel (attached to the church that was in 'the sound of music') that i am staying in.
to find they ring the bells every 15 minutes till 2.00am
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