Van accident in Germany was pretty close. it was in Kiel:
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the town where we were supposed to catch the ferry to Denmark to play a show in Copenhagen.(pull the map down and to the left diagonally) We had to cancel that show and catch up the next days show in Malmo Sweden (not far from Copenhagen on the map)where a lot of the Danish kids went cuz of our unfortunate absence.
Anyhoo,my singer was driving so our road manager could take a nap and we had just gotten back from England (other side of the road driving action) and he was driving on the wrong side of the road out of confused habit from the island,nobody really noticed,until we were going up this big curvy hill and I saw another van coming at us,I was like "you're on the wrong side of the road" all scared like and the next thing we knew we collided. Everyone was fine except the driver (maybe passenger) of the other car was feigning injury but we were pretty sure it was bs. We stayed in town and rented a different van and continued on,our debt went up a bit as our van was essentially totalled and was on loan from a friend in Stuttgart.
I have never told him (the singer) I said so btw.
The End.
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Bas (01-01-2010)
Hmm, I noticed you stickied this. Which reminds me, I was going to upload some of the pics from my last trip. Fuck, I'll do it next Tuesday.
Okay, brb.
*waits*
Okay, so it begins. We are going to go to Florida, but we actually would fly out of the Buffalo airport because it was cheaper or somesuchstuff. On the way we got lost in in place called Hamilton, Ontario. Now, for those of you who don't know, this is kind of a special place. Jon Stewart once described it as being the "Pittsburgh of Canada". Now I've never been to Pittsburgh but if it's a smelly (this can't be overstated), dirty, borderline 3rd world industrial hellhole, then yes he is right. Luckily I slept through most of this event so a smelt nothing.
so we eventually get to the airport and we get to hurry up and wait. As I drink this carton of shitty milk that made me sick for some reason (I hear they use shitloads of hormones in the milk in the U.S.), I hear this weird Indian dude a few seats down talking to his friend saying something like "Yo man, I am 67 and I was totally dating this chick who was like 32, I'm a fucking pimp bro..", basically yapping on about how much of a big shot player he was. That kind of talk in his accent is probably the most entertaining thing to happen during that wait. I think it's one of those thing where you just had to be there.
So eventually we get on the plane, and I decide pics must be taken.
We take off
After some major turbulence, we get above the clouds for a neat shot.
Some hours later, to descend back below the clouds, where we would get a view of the land below we would soon walk on.
Blah blah, we land, rent a car and before arriving at where we would stay we would stop at an IHOPS for something to eat. Now, obviously this shouldn't have been a revelation to me, just a fact of geography. But when I was sitting in there, I suddenly realized that I was, in fact, in the American south. As the waitress asks "How y'all doin' today, what would y'all like" and I, literally, overhear people having impassioned conversations about corn on the cob (no fucking joke), this, along with the sudden drastic change in climate, vegetation etc, reminds me that I'm quite far from home.
After we finish, we arrive at where we would stay, and finally....
The beach! Yes, what is boring and dull anywhere else when done on a beach is a good fucking time. My first walk up the beach I'm struckby, not just how nice the ass on that blonde was, but also how fucking bright it was. I spent so much of that week squinting I'm sure some people thought I was azn.
One of the coolest parts of the beach was all the random wildlife and such. Mainly the loads of neat birds.
There was this one time I was just sitting on the beach reading and a group of seagulls (except these ones looked different from the ones back home, bright orange beaks) land beside me. I look over, and theres one of them looking at me, standing closer than all the others. Every time to look back down to read then look up again, this bird is closer. I look down again, then look up and the fucking thing is another foot closer staring at me. Eventually someone scared him and his whole gang of buddies way when they jogged past, but man that shit was weird.
A lot of other creatures would be encountered, especially these little fuckers.
Jellyfish were everywhere, luckily I was able to dodge all of them, but at night I almost stepped on them so many times to count.
There were also of course crabs, like this guy I appeared to have really pissed off.
Yeah, its always cool encountering creatures of a different climate.
This place we were at was also close to Kennedy Space Center, where they actually had a test launch of some Ares rocket or something like that (info here http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/co...sIx/index.html ). We watched from the beach and most of the footage I took was video, but here's one pic of the trail it left.
So yeah, that was cool to watch.
Here we have some art.
SAND TURTLE FTW!!!!
I also noticed another one of those "this place is different" moments that I'd actually had before in other parts of the U.S. That is, in the restaurants , ummmmm. they give you A LOT OF FUCKING FOOD!
I mean JFC, does this LOOK like an appetizer to you?
I barely eat that much in a day.
There was a bunch of other stuff that happened that I can't remember or don't have the energy left to type, but heres a few.
- We locked ourselves out of our condo and had to pull a B&E to get back in.
- They were doing some photo shoot of some kind on the beach with some REALLY foxy lady, she was in a buttoned short with no top underneath and when I walked by her left titty popped out... it was nice.
- We went to Seaworld, I fed a stingray, it was cool in a slightly creepy way.
Oh, and here's a pic a took just for this site.
THE END... for now.
GOD (01-01-2010)
I don't know why some were pics and some were thumbnail but fuck it I'm spent.
danke