| ...after a few too many tequilas i unfortunatly lost the ability to bust anymore dance moves...so i found a space on the sofa at the back of Splendid. where was Lettie???? ahh well, i had a pretty good idea ;) The next thing i can remember is seeing this familliar face dancing on the stage......OH MY GOD!! it was mike!! i was well excited, i hadnt even though about all the other people i might see. i jumped up from where i was sitting and launched myself in his direction...im not too sure if it was a hug or if he was just trying to stop me falling over, but i didnt really care...he was well fit!! i was absolutly knackered but managed some dirty dancing with the lads of yesteryear, i was so happy to be there :D neither me nor Lett fancied staying at the shit hole. Lett had the opportunity to stay at Divvy Georges and so i shouted at her a bit n then i went to Alex's back in chania. i was that tired that i began halucinnating...shit scary coz i was too tired to sleep, if that makes sense?! Anyway, as the sun rose Alex asked if i wanted to see the harbor. so we left the appartment and walked down. id forgotten how beautiful this place was, n all i could think of was as i looked at the island, was the night we all, me Lett Soph Alex Mike and big AL slept on the beach. wat a corrupt memory!!!!!!!! all the same all i wanted to do was get some sleep so went back to Alex's and eventually fell asleep...PHEW! id been here less than 24hrs n was already washed out! anyway there was a large mission on the cards for Lettie!! she had already returned to the shit hole, BUT i had the key! she had to get back on the blower to divvy george who snided her back to Chania to meet me at Pizza Mela! when we met up i couldnt help but piss myself laughing. we were both wearing our clothes from the nite before n looked like absolute SHIT! so we jumped in a cab and compared stories. back at the shit hole we grabbed our bikinis and hit the beach, literally 10 paces away. unfortunatly we both fell asleep and woke up resembling lobsters...ooooooooooooops! my chest looked like two red balloons, combined with my car crash injuries, i looked like an alien! Lettie was more the colour of a beetroot. we tried everything to tone our skin down but it wasnt having any of it, we were doomed to look like the proverbial english tourist. damn! We went into town to buy matching outfits for our first nite at work. In an attempt to pull attetion away from our faces we chose pink flourescent net tank tops.....(i know!! talk about fashion faux pas!) so work began... and Letties quest for Lammy-Pie... |
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